In a hotel in the capital, He Feihong looked at Guan Yu in a suit and leather suit in front of him with admiration, as if he was admiring a sculpture with a masculine theme.

Yang Yuhuan happily picked up the chopsticks and rolled the roast duck for himself.

This is already the second set of roast duck she has eaten today.

The crispy duck skin was dipped in white sugar and rolled into a small pancake. The strange and wonderful taste made her feel that the trip was really worthwhile.

Lin Kun, on the other hand, was like a wronged young daughter-in-law. His handsome face was almost covered with tears. Those who didn't know thought he had been bullied a lot.

"Brother Guan, I'm not talking about you. You can't see the situation clearly. You are too principled." Lin Kun, who was about to criticize and educate Guan Yu, secretly glanced at Mr. 2.

He Feihong, who was standing next to him, noticed that Sister He's face was getting more and more unkind, so he quickly stopped the car and put the slightly harsh words back into his mouth.

When He Feihong heard that Lin Kun didn't say anything outrageous, he withdrew his eyes and turned into a friendly person and said to Guan Yu: "You just had a quarrel with someone at the dinner table. I know you are not in the mood to eat."

It’s something like that, so I asked the chef to prepare two roast ducks for you to try.”

Because Mr. 2 had a quarrel with colleagues at the dinner table today, he is currently searching hard for information, hoping to find the logical loopholes of those experts to ensure that he will be more confident next time he debates with others.

Yang Yuhuan heard He Feihong mentioning two sets of roast duck, and saw that he had already eaten 7788 of the duck meat on the plate. He quickly spread out some of the duck meat on the two plates without using chopsticks, trying to make the table look better.

He Feihong's delicate mind had already seen through Yang Yuhuan's actions. She looked at Yang Yuhuan with envy and said kindly: "Sister, eat whatever you want, as long as it doesn't break, it's up to you. I really envy you. You can eat it all."

Everything has grown where it should."

"You go and eat first. I'll go over after I finish reading this paragraph." Master 2 knew that He Feihong had also left the venue early because of him, so he gently advised He Feihong.

"I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait for you to get together." After He Feihong finished speaking, he moved the eye protection lamp to Mr. Er's side, hoping that he could see the densely packed small words in the book more clearly.

This feeling and scene actually have a hint of red sleeves that add fragrance.

"Eat, eat, eat... you guys don't take it seriously at all. We had three meetings and three fights, but at this moment, you still have the energy to talk about eating and drinking." Lin Kun looked at the second master, He Feihong.

The two of them stood there motionless, which made them even more agitated.

"The tea is cold, I'll get you a cup." He Feihong ignored Lin Kun, looking like a little woman, and happily went to refill the tea for the second master.

Yang Yuhuan rolled up a piece of roast duck again. Seeing Lin Kun's chest burning, he directly placed the meat pie on the plate and handed it to Lin Kun, even though he felt a little bit reluctant in his heart.

Finally, he asked grandly: "Don't you want to try it? You didn't eat well today."

Lin Kun, who was still angry at first, felt as if he had drank a bottle of refreshing soda in the dog days of March when he heard this crisp voice of concern, and all the smoke and smoke in his body had disappeared.

He Feihong saw Lin Kun floating towards Yang Yuhuan like a cloud, and then shook his head helplessly.

In her eyes, this romantic young man has found his nemesis.

In the eyes of He Feihong, Lin Kun encountered a fateful disaster, but in the eyes of Lin Kun, this strong woman in the shopping mall and the empress of the He Group was not the same.

Everyone is a fan of the authorities, and the three souls of the fan have long since disappeared.

Perhaps because he was worried that He Feihong would be hungry, Mr. 2 clipped the bookmark and said to He Feihong: "Let's eat something first."

"Okay!" In a daze, He Feihong felt that he was more than ten years younger.

"Brother Guan, you are Fugui's brother, and I am Fugui's friend. Rounding it all off, we are not outsiders. I was anxious just now for your own good." Lin Kun explained his attitude just now, 1

While pushing his share of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall to Yang Yuhuan.

It turns out that from the time Mr. Er and his group came to Beijing to now, they have participated in a total of three formal seminars and two seminar-style banquets.

But the result is the same, everyone breaks up unhappy.

This is not to say that the script written by Mr. 2 is not good. In terms of the quality of the script, many old academics who participated in the seminar personally said that they were taught by it and even wanted to invite Mr. 2 to teach their students.

The reason for everyone's unhappiness was not these highly respected old scholars who devoted themselves to learning, but two or three experts and scholars who are very popular on the Internet at the moment.

It is ridiculous to say that none of the three so-called experts and scholars are experts who specialize in the history of the three countries, and even their majors have nothing to do with history.

One is a university professor named Tanaka with a background in literature, the other is Nozomi Nozomi, who is known as an expert on current women's studies, and the third one is even more amazing, a writer who became popular by writing stories about the three countries.

, named Gao Shaohong.

The views of these three people are also bizarre.

Tanaka felt that the script he wrote was too subjective and not close to historical facts.

When Mr. 2 heard this rebuttal, he didn’t know how to answer on the spot.

I thought to myself that I was a genuine aboriginal from the Three Kingdoms era, so why didn’t I stick to the historical facts?

But subjectively, Mr. 2 feels that he does have areas to improve.

So Mr. 2 asked Professor Tian Da in an open-minded manner to ask how he could change the question to something too subjective.

Unexpectedly, Professor Tian Da patted his chest and said four words to Mr. 2: "It's up to me!"

Good guy, the second master has a certain prejudice against Cao Cao and Sun Quan at most because of his eldest brother and third brother, but when it comes to Professor Tian Da, it has directly evolved from subjectivity to the dictatorship of the monarch.

At that time, Mr. Qi'er wanted to pick up the teapot and give it to Tanaka's head, which could be regarded as giving Tanaka's rotten brain some air.

The person here was still angry with Tanaka, but the women's studies expert over there started his own performance.

She didn't comment on Master 2's script, but she began to fundamentally deny the history of the three countries.

Why, because there is too little female element in it.

Women can hold up half of the sky. In her eyes, "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "The Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms" are all feudal remnants, because there are few glorious images of women in them, as if all wars in the world are dominated by men.

The same, so we must add some female general roles. Diao Chan, Sun Shangxiang, and Zhen Ji all lead troops to fight, and they also have to play positive roles.

This made Mr. 2 so angry that he didn’t even want to say anything, but he kept cursing in his heart.

If you like to see women in ancient costumes leading troops to fight in wars, go see Mulan. If you like to see the power of women in the new era, go see Red Detachment of Women.

A historical war drama with a theme of three countries. If you let these women come out to fight, do you think it is just a game?

After *** Xi expressed his thoughts here, Gao Shaohong couldn't wait to put forward his opinions.

If the ideas of the first two are only in the weird stage, then the ideas of this tall writer can be said to be a pile of shit, purely to disgust people.

In his eyes, the Three Kingdoms are an era of intrigue, so people in this era have too many evil ideas, too many to count.

With this kind of thinking, he took the initiative to change several famous historical scenes. For example, in the scene of "Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage", Zhuge Liang despised Liu Bei. In fact, he had been hiding from Liu Bei until Zhang Fei turned him into a coward.

The house was burned down and he couldn't escape.

There is also the section of Baidi City Tuogu. Liu Bei arranged 800 swordsmen and axes four times. As long as he felt that Zhuge Liang was rebellious, he would immediately chop Zhuge Liang into pieces.

The rest is that Liu Chan and Zhuge Liang are suspicious of each other, Guan Yu and Zhuge Liang are suspicious of each other, etc.

Finally, he concluded that Liu Bei was hypocritical, Guan Yu was hypocritical, and Zhuge Liang was hypocritical. The more he talked about it, the more proud he became, and he kept talking eloquently.

If Master 2 hadn't been so enraged by the views of the two people above, I'm afraid what the tall writer would have eaten that day was the last supper.

Mr. 2 still regrets that he didn't treat that guy named Gao Shaohong like a roast duck.

A group of people had been arguing like this for three consecutive days, until they finally came up with something.

When Lin Kun saw that Mr. 2 didn't reply, he continued: "Brother Guan, I know you don't like them. In fact, I don't like them either, but what Gao Shaohong said is right. Now that this kind of messy stuff is popular, the market likes it."

Everyone likes to see this."

"According to what you say, the script written by Guan must need market approval?" Master 2 said disapprovingly.

"Otherwise?" Lin Kun said this with a sense of sadness in his tone.

"So the script I write must cater to the market?" Mr. 2 continued to ask.

"Otherwise?" Lin Kun was already a little desperate at this time.

"If this is the case, I would rather stop writing. This kind of thing that cannot be put on the table. I am afraid of dirtying my hands when I write it. If others see it, I am afraid that it will dirty other people's minds. A man is born in heaven and earth.

There are things you can do and things you can't do!" Mr. 2 said so excitedly that he broke the chopsticks in his hand.

Seeing this, He Feihong quickly picked up another pair of chopsticks for Guan Yu.

Knowing Mr. 2's character, she said warmly: "Silly man, don't listen to him. This guy's head is full of money. Market aesthetics have been corrupted by such heartless capital. Just write your own story."

In fact, this seminar is just a formality. If everything goes well, your script can be promoted... Even if it doesn't go well, it's okay. If it can't be included in the cultural industry development plan, is it possible that we can't film it?

Don’t worry, I’ve prepared all the money for you.”

"Sister He... You have a rich family, but brother, I can't make ends meet now. You know it well. I have recently invested a lot of money in the platform live broadcast industry. This is a money-burning business. To be honest with you,

I can point to this movie to make a comeback. "Lin Kun knew that with He Feihong's support, Mr. 2 would not have any intention of bowing his head.

"Humph...you, you still have your mind on thinking about this. You don't know. When the writer surnamed Gao met the Taizhen girl (Yang Yuhuan), he didn't even blink. The Taizhen girl told me,

That guy named Gao kept sending her text messages to harass her... Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

Pry open the back shell of a crab, dig out the snow-white crab meat inside, and put it on Yang Yuhuan's dinner plate.

"Good sister, you have to be very discerning when it comes to men. Don't be deceived by some men with nice talk. Some men say one thing but actually do another thing." He Feihong said,

Enthusiastically pushed Jiang Si in front of Yang Yuhuan.

"Hmm..." Yang Yuhuan ate crab meat happily. She didn't know whether she was agreeing with He Feihong's idea or praising the deliciousness of crab meat.

"Damn it! Brother Guan, I have nothing to do with that guy named Gao! Don't worry, I will contact someone tonight. I don't believe that I can't find out the dirty information about that guy named Gao! Dare to touch me... Dare to follow
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