(Happy New Year, Happy New Year's Day, stay steady, keep your original intention in mind, and never forget your mission! It's 2020!)

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Fan Binbin found that he could not avoid it and was hit by a snowball thrown by Jiang Xiaosuo again. He responded dissatisfiedly to the man who lied to the children.

After that, she simply launched an attack, rushed towards someone, and threw herself on the thick snow. She did not forget to add face to face: "Big liar, you don't have a single word in your mouth."

The truth, hum!"

"Woman, do you know what kind of woman is most attractive to men?"

Jiang Xiao, who rolled on the spot with the little sister in his arms, turned over and started singing, then asked.

"You're good-looking, but don't you men look at your face first?"

Fan Binbin, who was very disapproving, naturally responded disapprovingly.

"Well, I have to admit this. It does count. But in comparison, a woman who is good-looking, obedient, and stupid is destined to be pampered by nature. So, sometimes she is stupid.

A little bit is actually pretty good.”

When the words fell, Jiang Xiao pulled down the mask on the woman's face and kissed her directly.

"Ugh!"

As for the man who kisses him whenever he wants, Fan Binbin hardly has much intention to resist. In the freezing weather, at least this is quite romantic.

In addition, maybe, if you are a dumber woman, you won’t have too many worries, right?

…………

At the same time, in a certain cafe in Beijing, in a corner, a middle-aged man who seemed to pay great attention to his appearance was drinking coffee and looking towards the door from time to time.

Until a certain moment, a young man who was dressed more casually and covered his head with a hood appeared in front of the middle-aged man, and said directly and tentatively: "The king of heaven covers the tiger of the earth."

"Pagoda Town Salted Fish?"

Faced with this incident, the middle-aged man didn't feel surprised at all, and quickly answered the sentence, because it was a code for pain.

Even though he was very dissatisfied in his heart, he still planned to endure it for the sake of the possibility.

"Hello, Mr. Wu."

Seeing that the code matched, the young man took the initiative to say hello to the middle-aged man.

"Hello, Xianyu, please take a seat!"

The middle-aged man, Mr. Wu, naturally took advantage of the situation and invited the young man, Xianyu, to sit down.

"Did you bring what I wanted?"

Without being polite, Xianyu himself, who sat down, quickly got straight to the point and asked.

"I said you screenwriters who write things have brain problems. Do you want me to pick up the words I want that you may not have brought yet, "Infernal Affairs"?"

Well……

This was just the roar in Mr. Wu's heart. What he actually said out of his mouth has become: "As long as the thing is really worth the price, I can transfer the money to you at any time."

"Okay, this is part of the script, you can read it first."

While talking, Xianyu took out a script from his arms, placed it on the table and pushed it in front of Mr. Wu.

"Okay, let me take a look first."

Regardless of getting straight to the point, Mr. Wu really didn't want to talk awkwardly with these screenwriters whose brain circuits were different from ordinary people, so he nodded and looked at it as if he had picked up the script.

However, without reading it twice, he frowned and subconsciously asked: "This script... is an anti-war film?"

"Yes, obviously."

"Then, is it really the one who asked you to write this?"

Mr. Wu, who still didn't quite believe it, confirmed it again.

"Yes, of course it's him. He also said that this is definitely a drama comparable to "Bright Sword". The basic outline was also given to us by him personally."

"This belongs to Lemon's reserve script. I don't need to say more about that person's vision. You can see it in many examples."

In order to make Mr. Wu more convinced, Xianyu gave two more explanations.

"Really? Can it be comparable to "Bright Sword"? Can you guarantee it?"

Mr. Wu's eyes immediately lit up when he heard "Bright Sword", but this guy didn't just say yes and that, he wanted a more definite answer.

"I can't guarantee it. I just choose to believe that person. Whether you believe it or not, you have your own considerations in your heart."

"Uh...then can you guarantee that there will be no problems with the script?"

To put it bluntly, if Mr. Wu would come over, he had a bit of gambling mentality, so he decided not to worry about this issue anymore and finally confirmed the script issue.

"It's no problem for the time being. I can delay the manuscript, but it won't be too long. You'd better settle the copyright issue first. In this way, you won't be able to express the bitterness of the lemon. You can only keep it in your heart and you won't be able to win the lawsuit.

."

"Then can I change the payment method? That is to pay half of the three hundred thousand first, and then pay the remaining balance after the copyright issue is resolved."

"No, this is non-negotiable. It must be paid in one lump sum. If you don't believe me, I still don't believe you. After all, this matter is not a glorious thing."

"In short, if you want to believe it, then we can make a deal. If you don't, just pretend we have never met."

Xianyu frowned and firmly rejected Mr. Wu's proposal.

"Well, I hope everything goes well."

Faced with Xianyu's determination, Mr. Wu finally compromised. In the end, his gambling temperament defeated his reason.

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Inside the glass house in the snowy mountains.

"Jiang Xiao, do you look good?"

"Uh...this outfit you got?"

Jiang Xiao, who had set up his easel and was playing with paints, saw Fan Binbin, who had put on a black palace outfit similar to the one worn by the queen and concubine in "Story of Yanxi Palace", approaching him, and subconsciously asked a question.

road.

"It was specially made for this painting. In fact, I had planned it for a long time. I first decided to wear ancient clothes to feel more comfortable. Then I checked a lot of historical information and felt that this outfit is actually quite good-looking, so I specifically found someone to do it.

Designed."

Fan Binbin turned around and showed off himself in front of Jiang Xiao.

"Not bad, I'm really optimistic about it."

After hearing the explanation, Jiang Xiao also praised the woman truthfully.

Sincerely, maybe because this dress is custom-made, it looks very fitting, so it has a unique style.

"Hey, let's start painting. By the way, Jiang Xiao, what do you think I should do to look good?"

After receiving the affirmation, Fan Binbin soon began to worry about the possibility again.

"Sit dignifiedly on the chair and keep your posture still. I will make up a background to match your clothes."

Since I'm wearing this palace attire, I naturally have to act more dignified. If I want to pose something else to escape the POSS, it will definitely be very inconsistent.

So after thinking about it for a moment, Jiang Xiao came up with his own opinion.

"Okay, I'll do whatever you want. Do you want to sit like this?"

As he spoke, Fan Binbin, who pulled up a chair and sat directly in front of Jiang Xiao, asked indicatively.

"That's pretty much it, but you have to relax yourself, don't be nervous, be natural."

The sitting position was not difficult in the first place, but the woman obviously felt a little tense, and Jiang Xiao could only tell her to relax.

"Oh, let me adjust it slowly."

Fan Binbin breathed out gently and quickly tried to relax himself slowly, trying to achieve the look Jiang Xiao needed.

"Well, let yourself go and don't think about anything."

While Jiang Xiao continued to prepare the paint, he also used words to help the woman relax.

He didn't intend to say when it would be ready, he would just start painting.

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The glass of the Snow Mountain Glass House is not ordinary glass, but thermal glass, so even if there is a big temperature difference between indoors and outdoors, it will still not fog up.

In the silence, there was ice and snow outside, but it was as warm as spring inside the house. Jiang Xiao, who devoted himself to painting as soon as he started painting, completely ignored the passage of time, until a woman's voice sounded like this: "Jiang Xiao,

I've been sitting for too long and I'm a little tired. Please stop for now so I can take a rest."

"Besides, it's almost time to eat, why don't we eat first!"

"Alright."

Jiang Xiao, who stopped painting, did not object to this.

After all, Fan Binbin wanted a full-length portrait, a very large one, and it was obviously impossible to finish it in one go. It would probably take several days, and he had already made arrangements for this.

…………

More than an hour later, when I had eaten enough and was full, I took another look at Fan Binbin, who had just washed up and was still in the same palace attire.

Jiang Xiao had some thoughts, so when the young lady passed by him, he pulled her over and said softly: "Queen, you have been sitting for so long painting today. You are tired. Do you want me to give it to you?"

Lu'en, Lu'en, please activate your qi and blood?"

"Don't make trouble, I have to make a phone call to go home."

Seeing that someone was not being honest, he passively put his hand on someone's arm while he was talking. Fan Binbin also slapped someone with a slightly blushing face.

"What's the point of making a phone call? Let me first research whether this palace suit is a skirt suit? Is it convenient to wear? Yes, yes."
Chapter completed!