Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

Pu Chulong was in a trance with her head in one hand. Suddenly she felt someone push her and her head turned away. Wu Xiarong, the youngest manager, shook her head and pointed to the door. She followed Wu Xiarong's line of sight and looked outside.

I saw a girl with a baseball cap on her head and a mask hanging on her chin, waving to her.

She looked at each other with the other members who noticed the person outside the door, sighed quietly in her heart, and walked out bravely.

Halfway through, I didn't forget to look back at Han Zidong, who was chatting with a few long-legged people, and thought to himself: "I hope this writer of the same year was joking what he said before."

He lowered his head and walked to the side of the visitor, and the two of them walked to a corner of the office one after another.

"Zhao Yayingxi, why are you here?"

The visitor was none other than Zhao Yaying. She raised the brim of her hat, revealing her tender little round face, and smiled.

"Chu Longxi, I just saw you saying that Han Zidong wanted to pay off his debt to me. Is that what it means?"

Hearing Zhao Yaying's question, Pu Chulong's heart skipped a beat, and things turned into the situation she least wanted to see.

It was obvious that they asked each other to ask about Han Zidong's personality and preferences, and they were the ones who woke Han Zidong unconsciously, but in the end, Zhao Yaying was the one who took the blame, which really embarrassed her to death.

Zhao Yaying herself is a certified account of Lezhi Comics. There is no so-called leakage of personal information at all, so the account she just mentioned is definitely not her own account.

Zhao Yaying pursed her lips, raised her head, and looked at the man in front of her with a resentful look.

Good guy!

Han Zidong called him a good guy in his heart.

Han Zidong walked over and bumped Zhao Yaying lightly. Although he didn't exert much force, Zhao Yaying exaggeratedly retreated to the wall, holding her belly and giggling.

"Inside."

"I won't tell you, Prabhu."

The short distance of more than ten meters only took Han Zidong five or six seconds to move his long legs. In a few breaths, Han Zidong walked over.

Pu Chulong's heart tightened even more when he heard this, and he slowly turned around.

It doesn't matter, just perform well.

"Mo Ya? Didn't you agree that you would invite me?"

"How can there be...how can there be any evil?"

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"Oh, I was just about to look for you, but you came to my door yourself."

"Come on, tell me, what did you do?"

Han Zidong looked at Zhao Yaying, feeling more and more surprised. He really couldn't imagine where the other party would trick him.

Zhao Yaying tugged on her mask, kicked the corner, and whispered: "I'm just telling you, this comic platform of yours will leak the creator's personal information."

She held her breath and took small sips, her face was very hot. She wanted to take the responsibility, but she didn't know how to speak for a while. She was so anxious that she was sweating.

Didn't it mean that he has a good personality, no airs, and is well-known for his reputation?

Didn't it mean that he likes to watch girl groups perform and his cheekbones often rise to the sky at the Popular Culture and Art Awards?

"Inside."

"Park Chulong xi, you are going to have a script meeting later, so I will not only invite you, but also directly ask the nearby coffee shop staff to deliver the goods to your door."

"Tell me, did you have this evil plan before?"

"Little dwarf."

Zhao Yaying took off her baseball cap and scratched her hair. It was obvious that she felt guilty.

In this intimate conversational atmosphere, Han Zidong must have been joking if he said anything about repaying debts before coming.

Just when she was struggling, she heard Han Zidong say with a smile: "Zhao Yaying, I'll treat you to coffee."

"Miya Nai, a few of us just accidentally woke up the Korean writer, and then the Korean writer accidentally tricked us into learning about his character from you before. He said, he said..."

After getting out of the elevator, the two of them stopped in the lobby on the first floor for a while and walked to a corner together.

Zhao Yaying waved her hand and glanced at the hat Han Zidong was spinning in his hand.

Although it is indeed annoying to be woken up by someone, it is not so serious.

Han Zidong walked over with a smile, and every step seemed to hit her heart.

When I contacted him, before he returned to China, Zhao Yaying asked him to learn how to make cartoon animations, and he suddenly realized it.

"Guilty?" Zhao Yaying was stunned for a moment, raised her head and smiled stupidly, then covered her mask and laughed: "Hey, Prabhu, it turns out you don't know yet."

However, he was not going to say anything. As a captain, he should have the mentality to bear such a disgraceful defeat.

With a "swish" sound, she suddenly raised her right hand and stretched it out, trying to take back her hat. Unfortunately, before her hand could get close, Han Zidong had already raised his right hand high, and his hat was also raised in the air.

"Wait a minute," Han Zidong became more and more confused: "What are you talking about? If you talk nonsense again, be careful, I will sue you for defaming our platform."

"Guess?" Zhao Yaying raised her head, smiling and smiling: "Have you guessed it? Oh Mo, you are indeed a writer, you are so sharp."

Han Zidong looked at Pu Chulong.

Zhao Yaying responded happily.

Han Zidong said casually.

Before she finished speaking, a male voice sounded behind her.

Listening to the two of them chatting cordially like friends of the same age, Pu Chulong, who was following behind, felt envious and relieved at the same time.

Han Zidong lowered his gaze and glanced at Zhao Yaying. He had just gotten used to seeing Jiu Muse's long legs, and suddenly switched to Zhao Yaying's height. He was still a little uncomfortable.

"Let's go, Zhao Yaying."

Seeing that harmless smiling face, she raised her head slightly with a very bitter expression. She looked at Zhao Yaying with uneasiness, and then looked back at Han Zidong. She felt that she should not be here at this moment.

"Zhao Yaying, you are so short."

Unknowingly, after listening to it for a while, she also wanted to join the other two. Unfortunately, she was too embarrassed to say anything until she reached the door of the conference room. She just stood at the door and watched the two of them disappear around the corner.

"Yeah, think about it carefully. Have you done anything to feel sorry for me recently?"

She clenched her hands into fists and raised them almost at shoulder height to cheer herself up.

"Of course, who do you think I am."

Okay, it's even more embarrassing.

Pu Chulong's face turned red and she lowered her head. At this moment, she looked like the shy Hinata in Naruto. After thinking about it for a while, he probably understood the other person's troubles.

"Hey, are you going to send my black picture emoticon?"

She jumped on her feet, supported Han Zidong's body with one hand, and raised her other hand high, trying to reach her hat: "Yeah, give it to me."

"Yeah, you are obviously too tall."

Suddenly, Kim Jae-kyung's previous application for his image rights through Kim Jae-hyun's account broke into his mind. It seemed that besides Kim Jae-kyung, there was another person who also initiated the same creative application.

"You know everything?"

Originally, he thought that Park Chulong had already told him about the incident just now, but when he saw Zhao Yaying's face changed and she showed a surprised expression, he suddenly felt that this guy was secretly doing something wrong behind his back.

things.

He stretched out his hand, took off Zhao Yaying's baseball cap, turned it around in his hand, and looked at the woman in front of him with a speechless expression.

Han Zidong didn't change his hands, and would lower his right hand from time to time. Unfortunately, Zhao Yaying couldn't reach it, which allowed him to take advantage of his height advantage.

However, at this moment, a familiar yet somewhat unhappy female voice sounded from behind.

"Hey, what are you two doing?"

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