Chapter 123
Li Xingyuan followed Lin Sen's gaze, but saw nothing.
Lin Sen asked him: "Can't you see it?"
Li Xingyuan: “I can’t see it.”
Netizen: [What are they talking about? What mission, what eighty? ]
[The small hammer is forty, the big hammer is eighty. ]
Lin Sen couldn't help wondering what the improvement in the completion rate of this mission was related to. Could it be because Li Xingyuan and Ye Meiyue had resolved their misunderstanding?
What about next time?
Lin Sen became more and more curious about what would happen after the mission was completed 100%.
Because it was being broadcast live, he couldn't discuss the matter with Li Xingyuan. He could only pinch his fingers and signaled that they should talk about it in the evening.
In the afternoon, they went out for a long walk with Hu Hao and Wen Yan. Wen Yan was very excited and found everything interesting. Hu Hao's eyes never left Wen Yan, and he kept staring at him, fearing that he would die if he lost sight of him.
In the evening, they tasted a lot of Tianjin delicacies in the live broadcast room, causing netizens from other places to send drooling emojis.
After returning to the village, the live broadcast ended.
Lin Sen heard that Xiao Huang had run away and had not come back. Ye Meiyue had already calmed down and was preparing for tomorrow's recording.
Although Ling Feng and Chu Yuer have returned, their conflict is still not resolved. They do not agree to live broadcast, which gives the director a headache.
Li Xingyuan carried Lin Sen back to Wen Yan's house and prepared to rest. As for those irrelevant matters, they should just watch the fun and it was not their turn to take care of them.
Wen Yan made some midnight snacks for them to eat. While eating, Lin Sen looked at the wedding photo of the two of them hanging on the wall and asked, "Is this the photo taken when you got married?"
Wen Yan said: "It was taken after we got married. It's just to the east of our village. There is a small hill and a lake there. The scenery is very beautiful. Photographers say this is the best place to take photos."
"Wow, it's true," Lin Sen exclaimed: "Who would have thought that such beautiful wedding photos were taken in the village, so beautiful!"
Wen Yan held Hu Hao's hand and said, "When Hao and I got married, we only got a marriage certificate. We didn't take wedding photos or hold a wedding ceremony. He felt that he owed me, so he promised that he would make up for all the necessary wedding ceremonies for me in the future, and the wedding photos were the first one."
Hu Hao nodded: "Yes, when we save enough money, I will hold a wedding for you. Yanyan, I will not restrict your freedom in the future. I will let you hold your wedding wherever you want."
After hearing this, Wen Yan leaned on his shoulder happily and said, "It doesn't matter where we hold it, as long as I'm with you. I think it's also good to hold it in our village."
Lin Sen laughed and said, "Oh, you are so sweet. If I didn't know you, I would think you were on your honeymoon."
Wen Yan smiled awkwardly and asked, "Mr. Lin, where was your wedding with Mr. Li held?"
Lin Sen groaned and looked at Li Xingyuan.
Li Xingyuan replied: "We... haven't had the wedding yet."
Lin Sen curled his lips: "Well, we didn't take wedding photos either."
It's not hard to hear the dissatisfaction in his tone.
Wen Yan and Hu Hao looked at each other and felt that he had asked the wrong question. Just when he wanted to say something to change the subject, Li Xingyuan suddenly said: "Lin Sen, after the show is finished, let's hold the wedding ceremony."
Lin Sen stared at him with wide eyes. Li Xingyuan smiled and touched his face, adding: "And there are wedding photos."
"Okay!" Lin Sen happily opened his arms and hugged his neck: "I want a grand wedding to announce to the world that Li Xingyuan is mine!"
Li Xingyuan agreed lovingly: "I'll do as you say."
Lin Sen was so excited that he said to Wen Yan: "You two should come too."
Wen Yan was about to agree, but suddenly wanted to tease Hu Hao, so she asked: "That depends on whether Brother Hao is willing to let me out."
Hu Hao raised his hands in surrender: "I was wrong, Yanyan, please forgive me."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The courtyard was filled with laughter and joy, and the atmosphere was lively and harmonious.
At the same time, Chu Yuer was feeding mosquitoes alone in Zhang's yard.
Ling Feng ran away after being scolded by him, and after returning, no one knew where he went, and he didn't answer the phone. The director didn't arrange other accommodation for them, so he had to live in Zhang's house.
The wicked mother-in-law of this family held a grudge against him, and the guest room she prepared for him was dirty and messy, and the quilt smelled musty. He didn't want to sleep in that kind of place, so he could only spend the night in a rocking chair in the yard.
There were a lot of mosquitoes here, and he was bitten by several mosquitoes. He was so upset that he wanted to stop recording and go home several times. But when he thought about the promotion of his new book, he had to swallow his anger.
The people from the publishing house sent him a message saying that everything had been arranged and they just needed him to send the complete manuscript of the novel. It would be printed and a book signing event would be held within half a month.
Chu Yuer's irritable mood finally improved a little. He put out the cigarette in his hand, opened WeChat, and sent a message to a person with the note "ghostwriting": Have you finished revising the manuscript?
The “ghostwriter” hadn’t replied yet, and Chu Yuer was becoming more and more annoyed.
At this time, the cowardly male wife of the Zhang family came over with a blanket and said to him: "Mr. Chu, it's cold at night. If you sleep outside, just cover yourself with a blanket. Oh, by the way, I also brought a box of mosquito coils. Light it up to help you repel mosquitoes."
Chu Yuer hummed casually.
He remembered that this person's surname seemed to be Dong, but he didn't know his specific name. However, Chu Yuer looked down on him in her heart. Not only did she marry someone who had no money and no ability, but she also dared not say a word when she was bullied by her mother-in-law. What a coward.
Xiao Dong put the blanket next to him and lit a mosquito coil for him: "Go to bed early. Come to me if you need anything."
Chu Yuer ignored him.
Unable to wait for the news from the "ghostwriting" department, he just made a voice call.
At this moment, the cell phone in Xiao Dong's pocket rang as he turned and left.
Chu Yuer was shocked, thinking that it couldn't be such a coincidence.
However, Xiao Dong answered the phone while returning to the house and said "Hello" on the phone. Chu Yuer was completely stunned!
The person he hired as a ghostwriter was actually this person? ! !
Chu Yuer's writing is very poor. What he wrote can only be appreciated by himself. Others who read it either say it is bland or illogical.
But he really wanted to write the story in his mind into a book to pretend to be a cultured person, so he thought of finding a ghostwriter, which people in the circle call a "gunman".
The black agent gave him a person's WeChat and assured him that their gunmen had signed confidentiality agreements, and that the gunmen and the clients did not need to meet, and the information would never be leaked. Chu Yuer negotiated the price with him and sent him the outline of the story he wanted to write. He came up with the names of the protagonists, and let the gunmen choose any supporting roles.
He read the first 20,000 words sent by the ghostwriter and had to admit that his level was far behind that of the ghostwriter. When he went to the publishing house for an interview, he also showed the 20,000 words to the person in charge of the publishing house, who spoke highly of the beginning of the novel.
Chu Yuer was secretly delighted, and after returning, he asked the gunman to speed up, as he wanted to get the full manuscript as soon as possible.
However, he could never have imagined that the gunman, who had promised not to meet Shanzhu, was right in front of him.
Xiao Dong called the phone twice and heard a voice coming from the phone: "You...you are..."
This voice was not only coming from the phone, but also from behind. He turned around in astonishment and looked at Chu Yuer who was also holding the phone, with his mouth wide open and unable to speak for a long time.
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