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   "Old Feng...what is this?" Director Zhang sat up from the sofa and asked, looking at the dazed old Feng.

   "Who wrote this... this script?" Feng Zheng asked in a daze.

   "It should be written by a graduate of our department."

   "Screenwriting Department?"

   "That's right, I also wondered that there was a geek among my students, so I came to you with a script."

Mr. Feng came back to his senses, "What kind of weird talent is this? This is a genius! If this script is made into a movie, it will definitely be worse than the most famous Chinese film "Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger". Come and show me your student." .” Feng Zheng grabbed Director Zhang’s hands excitedly.

   "Don't worry, you can see him at the graduation ceremony tomorrow, if you have any questions then, just ask in person." Director Zhang persuaded.

  Seeing that Mr. Feng is so excited, Director Zhang's purpose of coming has also been achieved.

  Director Zhang naturally knows that the script of "Heroes" is extremely exciting, the plot design is interlocking, the language of the characters digs deep into the traditional culture of the Dragon Kingdom, and the story background is closely related to the Dragon Kingdom and the Warring States Period.

   In terms of the quality of the script alone, it is not an exaggeration to use the word "best" to evaluate it.

  In the eyes of Director Zhang, this script is a shot in the arm for the depressed old Feng.

  The fact is the same, Mr. Feng was really attracted by the wonderful story.

   "To be able to write such a script, it must be a good seedling. This student hasn't signed a job yet, right?" Feng Lao became fond of talents.

   "Not yet, the monitor of Class 3, who has been busy with the students' affairs recently, and hasn't found a job yet." Director Zhang said.

   "That's good! When we come to Beijing Culture, although it is not the top in the industry, it is also a first-tier film and television distribution company. We just lack a screenwriter." Feng Lao said about the screenwriter, and Ye Qin's figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

   I heard that this guy has been looking for me for the past few days, so it’s hard for him. After I’m done with this period of time, I’d better go to Anxi to have a look.

  After all, I begged him to give me "Tianji · Dwelling in Fuchun Mountains", so I can only blame myself for being dazzled by the victory.

   "It's easy to talk about. If you want someone, you must give it! Xiao Zhou is absolutely happy." Director Zhang said with a smile.

  My own move killed three birds with one stone. It awakened Feng Lao's fighting spirit, solved Zhou Minghua's work problems, and also brought closer the relationship with Feng Lao.

   "Wait, I'll cook two good dishes, we won't come home until we're drunk." Old Feng was in a good mood.

   "Don't! There's a graduation ceremony tomorrow, too much to drink."

"What are you afraid of? You are the head of the department. If you are not present, the others must wait. Besides, you owed me a favor just now. I will use it now. Drink with me and get drunk." Old Feng pretended to be domineering road.

   "Come on... I don't think it's possible to go, so call home."

  Feng Zheng and Director Zhang drank in the dark in the afternoon, and poor Ye Qin was still standing outside the film academy to see if Mr. Feng was in school.

   "Young man, if you want to see beautiful women, go to the acting department. Our screenwriting department is full of literary girls, and there are not many good-looking ones." The old gatekeeper persuaded Ye Qin as he walked around the door.

  Ye Qinbai took a look at the uncle, and found a hotel to stay.

  The graduation ceremony of the screenwriting department of the Film Academy is always open to the outside world. It seems that we can only find Mr. Feng tomorrow.

"Brother Ye, when will you come back? I am going to release the underlying code of "Prison Builder" to the three major mobile phone manufacturers." Wu Xiaohao waited in the company for two days but did not see Ye Qin coming back, so he had no choice but to call him call for instructions.

   "You can handle such trivial matters by yourself, and you don't need to ask me for instructions." Ye Qin was feeling irritable, and hung up the phone after saying a few words.

  September in Beijing is still hot, lying on the creaking bed of the hotel for a long time, Ye Qin still can't sleep.

  At the entrance of the Film Academy, "Boss, have a bottle of beer!"

  Ye Qin ordered a bottle of cold beer and squatted on the curb drinking it by himself.

   "Little brother, are you broken in love?" The boss saw Ye Qin drinking alone, so he brought two small horses and walked to him and sat down.

   Pointing to another Mazar said.

  Ye Qin was not too polite, he pulled a small stool and sat on it, "Do you have edamame? Peanuts are also fine."

   "You boy...wait." The boss looked at Ye Qin, turned around and went back to the shop and moved out a small table.

  Put a handful of peanuts on the table, "Eat."

   "Thank you..." Ye Qin grabbed a few peanuts and put them in his mouth without looking up.

   "It must be a broken relationship... right?" The boss continued to gossip.

   "Broken love? How is it possible? With my strength, as long as I reveal my identity, a large group of girls will chase after me from the second ring road of the capital to the suburban county of Tongzhou, believe it or not?" Ye Qin said disdainfully.

   "Hehe... If you fall in love, you will fall in love. What a bragging! Come drink!" The boss is also a wonderful person, he doesn't care what Ye Qin's identity is.

   "Forget it... drink it, I don't know if Mr. Feng will come tomorrow." Ye Qin took a sip of beer, and the coldness entered his throat, which relieved his spirit a bit.

   "Old Feng? You mean Feng Zheng? It's not easy to see Feng Zheng? It guards the school gate on the west side of the college. Students call it a dog hole. Feng Zheng enters the school from there every year." The boss said with a smile.

   "Eh...Goudong, is your school serious?" Ye Qin asked curiously.

   "What else can I do to take the meaning of Han Xin's crotch humiliation?" The boss took another sip of beer.

   "Thank you boss, I will thank you when I have a chance in the future." After Ye Qin finished speaking, he went straight to the hotel to sleep.

  Before going to bed, he set the alarm to 5 o'clock, preparing to get up early to surround Feng Zheng.

  The next morning, Ye Qin came to the door of the dog cave early.

   Then he froze.

  The students of Wuyang Wuyang waited at the gate of the dog cave early.

   Are they all here to watch Feng Zheng?

"Student, you are late too? You should be in the graduation class? It's a pity, it will be difficult to see Feng Zhengke again in the future. Fortunately, I am a sophomore, and I still have a few chances." The student-like The big boy said with a smile.

   "Feng Zheng and I are old acquaintances." Ye Qin stood on tiptoe and said something to himself.

"Old acquaintance? Hehe... Don't put gold on your face, old acquaintances are still waiting here? It's not that I look down on you, if you are really Feng Zheng's old acquaintance, I, Jiang Chen, can call you grandpa." Jiang Chen mocked road.

   "I'm not as big a grandson as you, forget it, what's the point of talking to you!" Ye Qin said and walked away.

  According to the information he inquired, Feng Zheng will arrive to study before 7 o'clock, preparing to speak at the graduation ceremony.

   After holding on for more than an hour, Ye Qin suddenly noticed the commotion in the crowd, and then saw Feng from a distance huddling and getting out of the car.

  He waved at the students, signed autographs for the few students in front, and then entered the school surrounded by bodyguards.

  Wori...I was too busy looking after Dazed, and forgot to say hello.

  Ye Qin stared at Feng Zheng who was surrounded by the crowd and froze in place.