Chapter 379

Hearing Hua Chunsheng's words, Liu Zixia didn't understand what he wanted to do, but he said, "yes, this book is my own original."

Bah, don't have a face. Are you original? You don't have any comparison in your heart?

"That will do."

Hua Chunsheng laughed. He turned to look at Harwin and said, "Xiao Wen, you should have seen the promo and trailer of love apartment, too? In my opinion, with Zixia's creative ability, he should be able to write a funny and wonderful book. Why don't you let him have a try? "

Recently, no matter in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Taiwan or on the Internet, we are sparing no effort to publicize love apartment. Up to now, almost everyone knows it.

In addition, many funny passages in love apartment are also well known.

And there are a lot of funny words that the audience can't even think of.

At this moment, many of the passages in the promotional film and trailer of "love apartment" have become popular online language.

Many netizens chat, comment, will use these network language, bring people a lot of joy.

"Why don't you try?" To tell you the truth, Wang is a little excited.

As for the new films and TV plays in the entertainment circle, they are very keen. We have to admit that the publicity and preview of "love apartment" are very funny.

Can write such a play, write a funny sketch book, should be... OK?

Harwin didn't speak, but was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle in his mind.

Liu Zixia was indifferent to the hesitation of the directors.

Why do you have to worry about it? He just proposed to get a sketch book to top it. It's just a whim. It doesn't matter if you can.

Anyway, the plane is late. Just go to the airport earlier and wait a little longer.

"Ha Dao, why don't you... Let Mr. Liu have a try?" Fanwei is also a little nervous. Now time is getting tighter and tighter. Let's try it first. What if it's really feasible?

Yan Xuejing also expressed her thoughts. She slightly shrugged her eyebrows and said, "yes, now Lao Zhao can't come. Let Mr. Liu write the book first."

"All right!" Harwin is still skeptical. She doesn't believe that Liu Zixia can make a good book.

Looking at Harwin's reluctant appearance, Liu Zixia felt very boring.

Ma Dan, this job is not what I ask you to do. Since you don't believe me, I'll quit!

He made a decision in his heart, and Liu Zixia said, "come on, maybe director HA is right. I'm just a singer and a writer. What comedy do you want to do? Just now, just think I didn't say it. "

What's going on?

Didn't you just mention it? Why don't you agree? Is this something to do?

Everyone was dumbfounded, especially Harwin. The expression on his face was wonderful!

This is to hold the mentality of dead horse as a live horse doctor, but now that the doctor of horse treatment is gone, how can he treat it?

Liu Zixia, this is not affectation, he himself is not asking for people's character, since you promised so reluctantly, then simply do not go to agree, this is also happy.

Seeing Liu Zixia's silence, Harwin was anxious.

She also realized that her attitude towards Liu Zixia was just a little wrong. Originally, the reputation of today's Spring Festival Gala was saved by Liu Zixia's program. Now, is it hurt to doubt him so much?

Besides, didn't you say it? Did you try it? Read the book, if not suitable, directly killed, so Liu Zixia can't say anything, right?

Thinking about this, Harwin said quickly: "no, Zixia! You have to understand that we are under a lot of pressure when we take over the party. Chinese people all over the world are staring at us. If anything goes wrong, the audience will scold us to death! Elder sister, I just hesitated, and I also considered this point! "

At the same time, Harwin winked at Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng quickly said: "Zixia, you should do us a favor. First write a book to have a look. If it's suitable, we'll use it. In this way, we'll set up a table later. Thank you very much. "

"Zixia, help them."

Hua Chunsheng smiles. He understands that Liu Zixia is a little arrogant. "You have another chance to appear on the stage, which can make the audience happy, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Liu, you have also helped us!"

Fan Wei and Yan Xuejing also help to speak.

Everyone stares at Liu Zixia with suspicion, hesitation, expectation... All kinds of eyes.

Seeing that Liu Zixia was still hesitating, Harwin continued to persuade him

"Mr. Pan and Mr. Shen are busy rehearsing the program. They don't have time to write another book. My sister can only count on you now. Moreover, the Spring Festival Gala over the years, a person on two programs are the first, you can be on three programs, not only unprecedented, I'm afraid there is no future

This group of people's heart is really big, Liu Zixia just put forward a mouth, just not willing to die, this will start to catch up, really... Reality!

In full view of the public, Liu Zixia also embarrassed to refuse, nodded and said: "OK, I'll try."

Smell speech, everybody nods, finally put down the heart.

"There will be two more shows coming to HuaLao. After the show, you will start to create sketches. How about that?" Patted Liu Zixia's shoulder, Harwin urged.

"No, give me a notebook. I can write it before our show starts."

It's not Liu Zixia's boast. All kinds of classic sketches in his head have deep memories. If he wants to, he can take out three in 20 minutes.

This still depends on Liu Zixia's current typing speed.

"Good!" Hearing Liu Zixia's words, ha Wen was stunned. She didn't expect Liu Zixia to be so confident.

After thinking about it, she said, "you go to my temporary office, where there are notebooks and printers. You can type them as soon as you finish writing, but don't forget to perform later."

As for the poem recitation prepared by the writers' Association, Harwin is also confident that the poem recitation can not be incomplete for the sake of an uncertain program.

"Ha Dao, you can rest assured." Liu Zixia waved, "I'll be out soon."

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Harwin's temporary office, not far from the backstage, is a small sound proof room, very bright and quiet.

At this time, Harwin, Wang Zheng and Hua Lao all looked worried. Besides walking back and forth in front of the door, they also looked at the direction of the door from time to time.

It's been 20 minutes since the second program started. It's almost time for the recitation program of the writers' Association. No matter whether the book Liu Zixia promised has been created or not, he will be called out.

Just as Wang was anxiously trying to knock on the door, the door was pushed open from the inside.

"Zixia, it doesn't matter if the book hasn't been created. It's still early. You should finish the performance first, and then talk about the book." Seeing the door open, Harwin led the crowd up.

Liu Zixia shook the book in his hand and said, "no, the book has been written out. Here, I printed a total of four points. You watch first. We are going to perform."

With that, Liu Zixia handed the book to ha Wen, Wang Zheng, Fan Wei and Yan Xuejing.

Ignoring the people who were in a daze again, Liu Zixia walked directly towards the stage.

"Let's go. Don't be stunned. Show first!" Hua Lao drags the people of the association and goes after Liu Zixia.

A group of men and women dressed in red Zhongshan costumes stepped on the stage to perform.

And Harwin and others, holding a book with ink in their hands, were stunned!

I wipe. What the hell?

It's only about 20 minutes. He's finished?

And if you look at the printing paper on your hand, you have to have four or five pages, maybe thousands of words.

Is this guy super fast? Even if hand speed can keep up, but do not need to think, directly on the keyboard crackling code?

It's not scientific at all?

Are all the writers so good now?

Holding these thin pages of paper, Harwin felt like he was dreaming.

As for the others, they all look like a circle.

Although they all hope that Liu Zixia can come up with a sketch book, when this book is really pinched in their hands, it is still full of unreal.

Even if you are versatile and can create "good night story of the moon" and "journey to the west" with unrestrained thinking, you will not be able to create a sketch book with such a changing speed?

After two or three minutes of shock, Harwin shakes his head, calms down his absurdity, holds a few pages of printed paper in his hand, and looks at it solemnly.

Fan Wei and Yan Xuejing came back one after another and looked down at the sketch script.

Instead, Wang Zheng was surrounded by several language and song directors, scrambling to see the script.

I can't help it. They are also curious. What about the sketch book, which is created by the most popular singer and the most famous writer in 20 minutes? Is it really possible to produce the finished product?

Time seems to have stopped, and everyone is staring at the book.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes

There are only a few thousand words in the sketch script. People have been watching it for seven or eight minutes. They are trying to figure out every word, every word.

"This book... How do you feel like it's the same way with Lao Zhao?" Fan Wei said with an uncertain look: "Mr. Liu didn't hear it from Lao Zhao, did he?"

"Lao Fan, what are you talking about?"

Yan Xuejing pulled Fan Wei, "Lao Zhao and Mr. Liu don't know each other. Before you forget him, you said that his daughter Niu likes Mr. Liu very much. If he didn't know Mr. Liu, she would have gone to ask for his signature."

"Yes, too." Fan Wei nodded and said, "that's what Mr. Liu has specially made for us after watching our program."

"Mr. Liu is always a surprise."

Wang Zheng said with an exclamation: "moreover, the scene is easy to arrange, but there are a lot of lines. Can Mr. Fan and Mr. Yan recite them?"

Wang Zheng doesn't look down on Fan Wei and Yan Xuejing. It's really a newly written book. It's OK to recite the lines, but he has to go on the stage directly. He's also worried about what's wrong with these two when they are nervous on stage.