"Yes, there is progress. Keep up your efforts." Tao Yuehua patted Han Fei on the shoulder and turned out of the classroom.
Han Fei wiped the sweat on his forehead and fell to the ground without support, gasping for breath.
"Alas, old Han, you eat small stoves every day. My brothers are jealous." Jinbo said, looking at Tao Yuehua's back.
Qin Ming and Xie buchen also nodded deeply. Han Fei kicked them down with one foot: "go away, sir, my brother is devastated here. Just watch the excitement and say sarcastic words. Are you special people?"
The three smiled at each other and got ready to get up. Xie buchen suddenly made a look at Han Fei: "Alas, I'm looking for you."
Han Fei looked at it and said with a smile, "to be exact, it should be looking for us."
Xie buchen: "... Don't be poor. Shouldn't the focus of the problem be how did the goods come to us?"
"That's reasonable." Han Fei came to the outside of the classroom: "Oh, President Jia, it's the sun today. The west is coming out? Why are you free to come to our little temple?"
Jia Youqian scratched with his chicken nest head hairstyle: "today is our club activity. Hurry, don't dally."
"Oh, if you don't tell me, I really don't know that our club still has activities? If I remember correctly, this should be the first activity of our club in three months since the beginning of school?" Han Fei said with a smile.
Jia Youqian said solemnly, "Alas, can our screenwriter club be like those messy societies? If they illegally occupy members' time and don't give money after it is over, they are all playing hooligans. Our club activities are all serious moves! Call Xie buchen and hurry up."
Han Fei laughed to himself. If he hadn't added the wechat group of the community, he would really believe it, but since he knew the life story of the president, Han Fei didn't believe a word.
Jia Youqian, an online writer who lives in the Academy of film and television, is still a great God. Of course, he was once called "eunuch manager" because of his irregular and self abandoning updates. Although he always thought that every book he wrote was filled with holes, he was not even a eunuch at all.
Han Fei and Xie buchen are really curious. In the first three months of school, the screenwriter's club has not held a collective activity. Seeing that the winter vacation is coming, Jia Youqian actually proposed to hold a collective activity. There is a story here.
They changed their clothes and followed Jia Youqian all the way out of the side door of the school. Unexpectedly, Jia Youqian took them to a hot pot shop.
"Come on, sit down." the party entered the private room and found that there were seven young men and women sitting inside. Jia Youqian also sat on the main seat impolitely.
As soon as Han Fei and Xie buchen sat down, a tall, thin friend said impatiently, "Lao Jia, hurry up. I've been hungry for three days to eat you."
Jia Youqian glanced at him angrily: "go away. I know your boy is out filming. I don't know. I thought you escaped from the refugee camp in South Africa. You have a short mouth. Why do you talk so much!"
There was a burst of laughter. Han Fei and Xie buchen also guessed his identity - Jiang Qinghou, nicknamed monkey, is also a veteran of the screenwriter's club. They are close friends with Jia Youqian. They are classmates in the sophomore director department.
"Xiang Dongqiang, LV Ping, Yang Kai, fan bin and Bao Ruoxi are all old members of the drama club. Take this opportunity to meet you..." Jia Youqian was interrupted halfway through his introduction.
"Yes, you have to know. You don't know Lao Jia's stingy spirit. He doesn't necessarily organize a community activity once a year. It's still two to say whether our drama club will be in next semester."
Jia Youqian was angry: "fart, Xiang Dongqiang, who are you bad at learning from? Just learn from monkeys? Look, one day he can take you to the pit."
Xiang Dongqiang was not angry and knocked on the table with a glass of wine: "I said, Lao Jia, why do you keep nagging like those grandchildren of the student union all day? You don't let people eat. They are all your brothers... And sisters, what are you doing with these scenes? Later, you'll be fined three drinks!"
"Yes, three drinks!"
The crowd booed. Even Han Fei and Xie buchen were no exception. Although they only met for the first time, from the atmosphere of getting along, Han Fei still liked this way of mutual communication, and the sense of strangeness dissipated.
"Well, I'll drink it. You'll be careful later!" Jia Youqian was not vague. After three glasses of wine, he didn't change his face. He looked like a fierce player in the alcohol battlefield.
In winter, the hot pot is drinking in the hot pot. It is a great pleasure in life. Soon, Han Fei was brought to the rhythm and drank a lot. He did not drink beer even on weekdays. He also drank a glass of Baijiu. The atmosphere was pushed to a climax. Besides the wine, he had drunk some wine.
Han Fei thought for a while, but still couldn't help holding down Jia Youqian's glass: "no, Lao Jia, don't patronize me to drink. What's the matter with you gathering everyone together? Make it clear first, or I'll pour it on the ground later and you'll find me again. I didn't hear anything."
"Hey, man, I'm confused. We pressed it for a long time and deliberately didn't mention it. We just wanted to eat his meow next time. As a result, you still mentioned it." Jiang Qinghou shook his head helplessly.
The others also put down their wine glasses and returned to their seats. They all looked like they had suffered a great loss.
Jia Youqian said with a smile, "well, I said that you are so interested today that I can't insert a word. Are you united to pit me?"
Yang Kai didn't care at all: "come on, Ruoxi, do you think the goods are famous stingy? If you're really poor, it's just a little stingy. Your boy pays tens of thousands of royalties a month. You're reluctant to ask your brothers to rub it up. What's your meaning?"
Bao Ruoxi, who was named, belongs to a spectator on the wine table, with a shy smile on her face. Although she looks ordinary, her temperament is very pure and belongs to that kind of attractive type.
When Jiang Qinghou saw that Bao Ruoxi was staring at him, he blushed and said, "no, you say Lao Jia, why do you pull Ruoxi?"
"Yo ~ ~ ~ that's it?" four eyes mingchengzong drank wine and rarely let go.
Jiang Qinghou sat obliquely and picked his eyebrows: "what's the matter with me? Ruoxi is my sister. You don't want to bully her."
Seeing that Bao Ruoxi slightly lowered his head, Jia Youqian seemed a little lost, so he quickly rounded up the scene: "Don't let him meow. I have business here. I was always absent from school some time ago. The head of our department, Liu guangtou, didn't like me. He gave me a task and asked me to make a documentary that can't be less than 50 minutes. Here, where can I make such a long documentary? The key is that there is no money for returning the goods!"
After hearing this, Jiang Qinghou was happy: "you deserve it. When labor and capital go out to save people, they have to ask grandpa and grandma for leave. You dare to skip class. I think this is the only thing Liu guangtou has done right in his life."
Jia Youqian waved angrily: "go away, dad didn't expect you, brothers, but he helped me out."
Seeing Jia Youqian staring at him, the Four Eyed Mingcheng Pope waved his hand again and again: "Liu guangtou asked you to make a documentary, not a feature film. Even if I write a script, it's useless for you."