Chapter 23 I really don't want to be in the limelight
Eat noodles!
After hearing these three words, Cheng Xuyuan understood!
He looked at Qin Yewei in surprise, with an unbelievable look.
The manuscript on his desk was already closed, how did Qin Yewei see it? Facing Cheng Xuyuan's puzzled eyes, Qin Yewei instantly understood what Cheng Xuyuan meant.
He said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't leave immediately after get off work, and when the wind blew, I saw the content of your manuscript."
"You too, kid. You have such a good plot idea, why don't you show it?"
Wind blowing?
The windows are all closed tightly, for fear that the cold wind will blow in, and you actually tell me about the wind. Why don't you try to blow some wind in for me?
Although Cheng Xuyuan was grumbling in his heart, he knew that at this time, he absolutely could not refute Qin Yewei.
After all, this is his team leader.
"Team Leader Qin, I...I just wrote it randomly."
"Besides, I have only written a little bit, and I thought I would ask you to read it after I finish it."
"After all, this is my first time writing this skit, and I'm not sure about it!"
Hearing Cheng Xuyuan's voice with a hint of trepidation, Qin Yewei waved his hand and said, "How could you write this nonsense? It's very well written!"
“I think it’s hilarious.”
"If we can maintain this level, I think it will work."
"So what are you going to write next?"
Since Qin Yewei had already seen the skit, Cheng Xuyuan felt that there was nothing to hide.
He then said, "Here's what I think. There are two main funny points in this skit: one is that Feng Xiaoer wanted to eat noodles at first but ended up eating too much; the second funny point is in the lines."
“Although there are only two lines, Feng Xiaoer always says it wrong.”
"Either I forgot the beginning, or I forgot the end, or I added words."
"This can complement the noodles you eat more and more."
Qin Yewei pondered it quietly for a moment and a smile appeared on his face.
He has watched this noodle-eating skit several times and has also deduced the subsequent plot several times.
But after listening to Cheng Xuyuan's words, I felt that what he said was even more brilliant than I thought.
The two main jokes complement each other, and coupled with the performers' body movements, sometimes without them saying anything, it seems that it is enough to make people burst into laughter.
"Xiao Cheng, just write it down according to your ideas."
Qin Yewei said this, glanced at Ma Boyuan and others and said, "I'm going to smoke a cigarette, let Xiao Cheng write slowly."
As he spoke, he walked out of the house.
Ma Boyuan and Qin Yewei have been colleagues for many years, and he instantly understood what Qin Yewei meant.
He immediately smiled and said, "Old Xu asked me to play chess this morning, but I didn't have time to deal with him. Now it's time to teach him a lesson!"
"Come on, Xiao Cheng. This time it all depends on you."
In the blink of an eye, the office that was originally crowded with people was left with only Cheng Xuyuan and Shi Xuehong.
Shi Xuehong gave Cheng Xuyuan a sad look.
We agreed to eat and wait for death together, how can you write a skit? My stir-fried pork is really stir-fried pork, but your noodles are not noodles!
"Sister Xuehong, I was just writing nonsense. Look at this, I was forced to do something!" Cheng Xuyuan, who was stared at by Shi Xuehong, rubbed his hands and explained.
Shi Xuehong waved her hand and said, "Xiao Cheng, hurry up and finish the work."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't even dare to knit in the office."
"If I work overtime knitting at night, I won't have time to play."
As she spoke, Shi Xuehong picked up her sweater and walked out the door.
Looking at the empty room, Cheng Xuyuan shook his head.
Now he had no way out and could only write about eating noodles in one breath.
Of course, this is not difficult.
He poured himself a glass of water, hesitated for a moment, and grabbed some tea leaves from Qin Yewei's desk.
Lao Qin shouldn't care about it at this time.
The reason I drank tea water was because the dumplings I ate were a bit too oily.
Of course, the question is that you must drink strong tea when writing, so that you can get inspiration.
“…Director: (helplessly) — Serve the noodles!
Feng Xiaoer: Still eating! Director: Serve noodles, serve noodles, serve noodles! Feng Xiaoer: I feel good.
(The bowl on the ground cannot be picked up. The noodles are not full)
Director: Fill it up. Fill it up! You should eat a full bowl of noodles!
Feng Xiaoer: That’s about right!
Director: (The director picks up the bucket and pours it into the bowl) Feng Xiaoer: Hey, director, I, I, I eat, I…
Director: Okay, very good.
Feng Xiaoer: This - how can I eat this?
Director: Don’t panic. Squat down. Squat down.
Feng Xiaoer: (squats down and stands up again)
Director: Squat down!
Feng Xiaoer: I can’t squat any longer…”
Although it was a plagiarized work, the plot was so funny that Cheng Xuyuan couldn't help laughing as he copied it.
In just over ten minutes, Cheng Xuyuan had copied the method of eating noodles.
After proofreading it carefully and finding no typos, Cheng Xuyuan picked up the water cup and leisurely drank a sip of water.
Just at this moment, the door curtain was lifted.
Peng Xueli walked in with a cigarette in his hand and a smile on his face.
"Old Qin, I promised you..."
Peng Xueli raised the Chuncheng cigarette in his hand and suddenly found himself unable to continue speaking.
In Peng Xueli's imagination, at this time in the writing group's office, Qin Yewei and others were either writing furiously or discussing loudly.
Do whatever it takes to write the skit as quickly as possible.
His arrival is both an encouragement and a morale booster.
After all, he came with a pack of Chuncheng cigarettes.
Although he spent the cultural center's money, he owed a favor to Fatty Li from the supply and marketing cooperative in exchange for the cigarettes!
However, there was no one in the office! No, there was only Cheng Xuyuan who was just hanging around.
None of those scholars who write are here!
"Director Peng." Cheng Xuyuan quickly stood up and greeted him.
Although Peng Xueli was unhappy about Cheng Xuyuan, a man with a solid background, he could only suppress his displeasure and asked, "Where are Lao Qin and the others?"
"They went to collect folk songs." Cheng Xuyuan hesitated for a moment and decided to use the word "collecting folk songs", which everyone understands.
Collecting folk songs. It’s already this late and I’m still in the mood to collect folk songs!
Peng Xueli said angrily: "Go find them, I'll wait here."
As he spoke, he threw a pack of Chuncheng cigarettes in his hand onto the desk.
This shows that Peng Xueli is very angry.
Cheng Xuyuan hesitated for a moment, but decided to go find Qin Yewei. It would be better for Qin to explain this matter.
He agreed and came to the vocal group with ease.
Qin Yewei likes to chat with Lao Shu, the head of the vocal group. Whenever he goes to collect folk songs, it is most likely to be in Lao Shu's office.
Sure enough, Qin Yewei was having a heated conversation with Lao Shu.
Seeing Cheng Xuyuan coming in, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong? You can't continue writing because you encountered a difficult part?"
Cheng Xuyuan said: "Team Leader Qin, I have finished writing."
"Director Peng came over and saw that you were not there. He got angry and asked me to find you all and send you back."
Qin Yewei ignored Peng Xueli's question and asked in surprise, "Have you finished writing?"
"I've finished writing." There was nothing to hide, Cheng Xuyuan said calmly: "I just finished writing and was about to come to see you, and Director Peng arrived."
"Just finish it, just finish it!"
Qin Yewei clapped his hands and said, "Let's go and take a look."
As he spoke, he said to Lao Shu: "Lao Shu, Xiao Cheng is a talented man."
"I'm telling you, go to the folk art group later and see how I throw the manuscript in Blind Luo's face!"
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Cheng Xuyuan's face and said, "Xiao Cheng, you go too."
(End of this chapter)
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