My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

After being silent for a while, Yu Yi decided to pretend that he couldn't hear Li Ziqian's last words and hints. He continued to ask Li Ziqian what he was curious about.

"You assistant... Could it be that your person in charge is...?"

"The person in charge is Mo Nanbei!" Li Ziqian was too lazy to accompany Yu Yi Moji, so he directly answered Yu Yi's question.

"Grass!"

This answer was expected by Yu Yi, but in fact, listening to Li Ziqian say this shocking feeling made his mouth subconsciously dirty.

How can someone get cheap and sell well!

This kind of thing... If Li Ziqian doesn't like it, just make up the space! Some people are willing to do it!

So, without thinking about it, he blurted out what was in his heart,

"You're so unhappy, let me go! I'm always happy to be an assistant!"

"you?",

While asking the question, Li Ziqian looked up and down carefully at his good brother, and then he raised his head slightly and said lightly to him,

"Think about it."

"Grass."

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After the meal, Li Ziqian, who was in a good mood, went to the supermarket to buy a box of yogurt, and walked towards Building 3 unhurriedly.

Today, Mo Nanbei seems to be here after lunch, because... when he just climbed to the top floor, he happened to meet her at the stairs again.

Nodding to each other to show respect, the two walked to the rooftop very friendly side by side.

"Can not accept"

"No, you have to try to accept"

"compromise"

This is probably the complete psychological process of the two of them giving up competing for the rooftop with each other in a very short period of time.

‘Anyway, he looks pretty good, and we had a good time chatting, well… that’s it. ’

With this thought in mind, if you don't have lunch, come and lock the door in advance, just pretend it doesn't exist...

The two sat down at the old place, Mo Nanbei sipped the coffee in his hand, and suddenly said to Li Ziqian,

"Idle is idle, let's talk about the script."

Because there was an art class this morning that could supplement sleep, Mo Nanbei felt that his mental state was very good today, and he didn't need to use his lunch break to supplement sleep, and it was completely irrelevant to think about things related to the script.

"also."

Li Ziqian, who was not going to make up for sleep, put down the phone he just opened Xiaopo Station, changed his posture, leaned on the wall, drank two sips of yogurt, and waited for the follow-up topic of Mo Nanbei to unfold.

"I've read your previous statistics."

"uh-huh?"

"The demands are so many!"

"…"

Sister, if your classmates hear you talking like this, they won't kill you, right?

However, there is a lot to ask for.

After Mo Nanbei finished saying "you can choose what you like", everyone let go of themselves, not thinking about the script at all, and only thinking about happiness.

Although... this is what they acquiesced to...

"So... what are your thoughts? Well... why don't you set the tone of the story first. What about the background setting..." Mo Nanbei pondered for a while, and suggested to Li Ziqianru.

"Classical European style like a standard stage play? Or a fantasy style? Or a little more anime? Um... national style?"

Li Ziqian said a lot, but he didn't seem to say anything.

He threw the question to Mo Nanbei again, and Mo Nanbei's reply was half-hearted compared to Li Ziqian's.

"Strange stories? Um... ghost stories? Musicals?"

"…"

Li Ziqian was silent, he felt that if he had to speak again, he would probably be able to classify the novels to Mo Nanbei to memorize.

"Or, write them all in?" Li Ziqian suggested in a common sense.

He was an assistant anyway, and Mo Nanbei was the real troublemaker.

As an assistant, helping out wrong answers counts as work, right?

"You're crazy."

"No, it's not trying to help you find a way."

"Grass, how can you think so."

"What should we do then?"

Li Ziqian spread his hands, quite helpless.

"However...Actually, I think two blooms and one wave, and adding some supernatural elements into it, it should be quite interesting."

After being silent for about ten seconds, Mo Nanbei suddenly said this to Li Ziqian.

And the moment he heard this sentence, Li Ziqian replied to her in seconds,

"Can this pass the trial?"

Spirituality is dead!

He at least said that there are two or three supernatural beings at the beginning, and the guest died under the review! Obviously the inside vote has been passed! woo woo woo woo!

"what?"

Hearing Li Ziqian's reply, Mo Nanbei was stunned for a while.

Saying 'I know! ’ Mo Nanbei, who almost blurted out, chose to drink two more sips of coffee to swallow the words choked in his throat.

"Ah no... I mean, if you do something supernatural, can the leader approve it? Can the submitted application pass??"

If you want to perform a stage play, you need to submit the script and the corresponding outline, props and various personnel lists when applying for the program license.

This... The school has to be cautious when making a fire, and the whole event must be led by a wave of truth, goodness and beauty, so that things like spirituality, which are mostly tied to 'terror' and 'bloody', appear on the stage?

"Why not? It would be nice to add some funny elements to it.

Moreover, we can not write about things related to the supernatural! If you take it out directly during the performance, he can't stop us, right? "

"...makes sense."

"Why don't you just do this?"

"I can see it."

I don't know why, maybe it's the nature of human beings to die. When he mentioned the word 'spiritual', the inspiration in his mind rushed out.

From film and television to animation, from pictures to text, Li Ziqian feels that if he gives himself a computer now, he will be able to generate 6,000 words within an hour to confidently invest in it.

"Oh, by the way, can the underworld thing they want to do in the final battle be added to it?" Li Ziqian, who suddenly thought of something, suddenly asked Mo Nanbei.

"Crooked?"

"Yeah, what about the real underworld?"

"Ah!! Speaking of this!!

There are a few girls here who are hooked on this kind of thing... Even the plot has been thought out for the most part, and the things they want to play are connected together.

What's more terrible is that the logic is smooth and the arrangement is appropriate, except that the script is not written, the plot is refreshing and the arrangement is slightly wrong, and there is nothing wrong with it, I can't find any reason to reject it at all..."

As if to say that he had a headache, Mo Nanbei suddenly sighed while holding his forehead.

"specific…"

"Marriage or something..."

"囍?"

"Ok."

"No, can anyone handle this?"

"Jian Yiwen and Feng Jia, one knows erhu and the other knows suona."

"Damn, it's amazing."

Really, in addition to studying, there are all kinds of talents in the class, right?