Chapter 1417

"Well, go ahead. I'm looking forward to your craft." Zhang Ye nodded with a smile.

"Master, don't embarrass me. I've been brewing this new dish for a long time, but without your comments, I really have no bottom in my heart." Geng le was embarrassed to laugh, and then left.

Looking at Geng Le's back, Zhang Ye laughs and says sincerely:

"ha ha, wife, you see the boy's change is really big. It's different after he got married."

"Hee hee, my husband, don't talk like that. I'm so old. I don't know. I think I've married an old man with a rich family." Shen Lu pinched his arm with a smile and said in a delicate voice.

Ha ha!

Zhang Ye laughed, but nodded his head on purpose and said: "in fact, it's right to say that you are close to the rich. Your husband is now a big rich man. How about my good wife, or you close the company and let me support you directly. Anyway, I can afford it."

"No, my husband, you are dead. Take others as canaries. I'm your wife, not your second wife. I don't want to be raised by you. I have the ability to make money myself. "

Shen Lu pouted her lips and hummed a few words. Then she suddenly remembered:

"Oh, no, I almost forgot to contact Zhang Hua. He should be here soon. If you're stopped by people outside, you're in trouble. "

"Stop? No, no one is allowed to look down on people, even a doorman, at a picnic. " Zhang Ye was shocked.

"You don't know, Zhang Hua Forget it. You'll know when you see it. "

With a strange smile, Shen Lu takes out her mobile phone and calls Zhang Hua directly.

"Hello, I'm Shen Lu. Yes, are you here? Then you come to the eighth floor. Well, Longteng Pavilion. You can see it when you come in. If someone asks you, you say you're looking for Zhang Ye. Yes, my husband is also here. "

After talking with Zhang Hua for a while, Shen Lu hung up the phone, but couldn't laugh or cry: "Zhang Hua has just arrived, but he can't find a place. He wandered around the building. The waiter asked him who he was looking for and didn't know to call me. That's true."

No!

Zhang Ye blinked in amazement: "is this man a fool?"

"Of course not. He is a kind of fool. He doesn't know anything except the screenwriter. I'll have fun with you. He said it himself Shen Lu said with a smile and said, "once he went downstairs to get the express, but the door was locked. He didn't have the key, but he didn't know how to press the doorbell on the door and let someone open it. He stood like that for more than two hours until someone came out of the building, and then he went in. It was winter. Do you think it was stupid?"

Er!

Zhang Ye can't laugh or cry either. Apart from the screenwriter, doesn't he even have the basic knowledge of life? It's estimated that if he is thrown into the mountains, he will starve to death in three days.

"Well, I'll take this man."

He shook his head and said helplessly, but when he thought of talking about the script with this man later, he suddenly felt a big nod.

But Zhang Ye's in the mind is pondering, the door of the room is suddenly pushed open, a human form walked in.

That's right!

It's human form.

Zhang Ye is stunned to see, the heart says this is what ghost.

In front of me was a man in his thirties. His face was a little pale, his eyes were straight, his hair was straight, his greasy hair was like a chicken coop, his beard under his mouth was half long, and he was very messy.

Looking at his body, a big down jacket looks like it's made of iron. He can hardly see its true color, and the jeans on his lower body are the same. Zhang Ye saw for a long time that the jeans should be light blue, but now they are black

The most terrible thing is his feet. In winter, when it was more than 20 degrees below zero, he actually wore a pair of slippers. Fortunately, it was a pair of cotton slippers, otherwise he would have to freeze to death.

Zhang Ye didn't expect that the screenwriter who was able to make up the plot he especially admired was like this.

But think about it, he seems to be able to understand, no madness, no survival, probably only in this fully engaged state, can write a really wonderful plot.

"You are Mr. Zhang Hua. Hello, I'm Zhang Ye. Our surnames are all Zhang. We used to be our own family." Zhang Ye said hello with a smile and politely reached over to shake hands with Zhang Hua.

Pop!

A volume of more than ten pages of printed manuscript appeared in Zhang Ye's hands.

It turns out that Zhang Hua didn't plan to shake hands with him at all. Instead, he handed his first draft to Zhang Ye.

Er!

Zhang Ye can't laugh or cry again. He is also a fool. What's his temper? Didn't he count it in his heart before? I guess he didn't think about social etiquette at all.

Next to Shen Lu is to see the embarrassment of Zhang Ye, quickly said: "Zhang Hua, you sit down, we eat and talk.""Well, look at the script first, and we'll discuss it later." Zhang Hua plot, a set of plot, let you never guess where in the end the plot goes, always constantly reverse, let Zhang Ye to the end even guess are not willing to guess, anyway, never guess.

All kinds of layouts are even more creepy. The protagonist is like a top twisted by all kinds of powers. He wants to go up step by step. He thought that when he reached a certain level, he could get rid of the control of those people. From then on, he was free to fly. But he didn't realize that he was in a bigger layout until the end.

But Zhang Hua didn't write about the ending, and he didn't know whether he didn't think about it well or what other reasons. But just looking at these scattered things, Zhang Ye has been able to construct a grand story in his mind, even an epic story.

"Well, the play is really good."

Zhang Ye couldn't help crying out, his eyes full of excited light.