Everyone was chatting in the living room. I just thought of a Mini games. Let's play it!”
"What game?" Everyone was suddenly excited. After all, it was good to have a game to play.
He Jiong said," Ten true or false questions. I'll write down a person or thing on my phone. You have ten chances to ask questions. I'll only answer yes or no, depending on whether you can guess correctly.”
"Sure, sure. This game should be fun.”Xiao Yang said immediately.
He Jiong typed a term into his phone and the game started.
"Is it a name?" Zeng Yi asked first.”
"No." He Jiong shook his head.
"Are they our guests?" Peng Peng asked immediately.”
"Puff!" Meng Wenming felt a lump of blood in his chest. He looked up at the ceiling and covered his face with one hand.
How embarrassing!
"Oh, no, I'll start again, I'll start again.”Peng Peng shouted.
"Hahahaha, Peng Peng's actions are really impressive.”
"Look at Brother Ming's expression, as if he's asking me why I have such a stupid brother.”
At this moment, Huang Lei thought of something and asked,"Is it food?"”
"Two words?"
"No."
"Three words?"
"No."
"To fill your stomach?"
"Yes," He Jiong thought for a moment.
Huang Lei clapped his hands, looking confident.
"Think about it. It's not just two words, it's not three words. It's about taking care of one's fill. It's related to Xiao Yang.”Huang Lei said.
"I know, sweet potato." Wang Taili's eyes lit up.”
Everyone was speechless.
"I already said that it's not two words or three words. Sweet potato, sweet potato?”Ling Hua immediately said.
" I told you it has something to do with Xiao Yang," Huang Lei said with disdain." What day is it today?"”
"Oh, birthday cake." Wang Taili finally reacted.”
"Yes," He Jiong finally smiled.
"Oh, there really is!" Huang Lei looked at the door and saw Meng Wenming walking in with a cake.
"We asked the production team to send this over from the city."”
At this moment, Xiao Yang's eyes were slightly red. He forced a smile and said,"Well, I…" I didn't plan to celebrate my birthday."
It turned out that He Jiong and Meng Wenming had approached the production team to ask for a birthday cake. This cake was bought with the funds given by the production team.
Looking at the time, it was exactly twelve o'clock. Everyone raised their glasses and said,"Happy birthday!"”
"Old Xiao, happy birthday!"
Happy birthday, Brother Yang!"
......
With tears in his eyes, Xiao Yang put his hands together and said," Thank you, everyone. Thank you for organizing such a wonderful coming-of-age ceremony for me."”
"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed when they saw Xiao Yang's tearful face.
"Wow, Teacher He and Brother Ming are so thoughtful!"”
"How touching."
......
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you"
Xiao Yang put his palms together and closed his eyes to make a wish.
"You have to hold on until we finish singing.”He Jiong said.
Xiao Yang blew out the candles after everyone had finished singing the birthday song. He could no longer hold back his tears.
"It's so touching. It's like my own birthday.”Ling Hua said as she wiped her tears.
Xiao Yang raised his head and was about to say something when Wang Taili smeared cream on his face.
Everyone dipped their hands in the cream and smeared it on Xiao Yang's face one by one.
"The last time I was buttered was when I was twenty years old.”Xiao Yang said with a smile.
Amid the laughter, the day's live broadcast ended.
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After everyone returned to their rooms, Meng Wenming began flipping through the documents at his desk.
He had been in such a state for the past few days. After the program ended, he would start to read the history of the Tang Dynasty.
Although the production team would hire a professional historian to adapt the script, it was only a supporting role. In terms of the script, he, the screenwriter, was the most important.
Moreover, who could say for sure the level of those experts? If he was not even as good as him, wouldn't he be dead?
"Brother, is this the script you wrote?”Peng Peng asked.
Meng Wenming did not raise his head. He looked at the information on the computer and said,"Yes."”
Peng Peng looked at the computer screen.
'The Reign of Zhenguan' was the name of the script written by Meng Wenming.
Meng Wenming wasn't afraid that Peng Peng would see the script, so he flipped through the documents and modified the script.
Zhenguan Zhi Zhi was also a historical drama that Meng Wenming especially liked to watch in his previous life. It was exactly this drama that Meng Wenming wanted to write.
However, Meng Wenming would never copy a script for no reason. He would add his own ideas and make certain changes to the original script.
Because of his omniscient perspective, he always knew the flaws in the finished script in his mind, so he would make appropriate changes.
For example, the problem with this " The Reign of Zhenguan " was that the lines were too white. Meng Wenming would change them into half-written lines, which would make it more ancient.
Actually, it was only an hour. After all, he had to focus on the life he wanted, so he would not spend a lot of time on the script.
"Alright, go to sleep." Meng Wenming said as he looked at Peng Peng, who seemed to be in a daze.
"Bro, can I book a role that's not that important?" asked Peng Peng.”
"You want to act?" Meng Wenming looked at Peng Peng.”
"I want to try to break through myself," said Peng Peng.”
Meng Wenming said," From tomorrow onwards, I'll only eat one bowl of rice for each meal. Pay attention, it's a real bowl of rice. I'll think about it after the show ends."”
"Alright, I'll definitely only eat one bowl of rice," Peng Peng immediately said.”
Meng Wenming nodded and said," Oh right, don't tell anyone about this. Not even Teacher Huang, Teacher He, or your sister. Do you understand?"”
"I know, brother. I won't tell them."”
"Alright, go to sleep." He would wake up at six o'clock sharp tomorrow morning to run.”
Peng Peng instantly smiled bitterly.!!!”
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Early the next morning, the chopstick brothers and Legend of Phoenix bid farewell to the mushroom house and left. Before leaving, Xiao Yang was still a little reluctant to part with them. Yesterday's birthday cake had obviously brought them closer together.
Meng Wenming didn't mind befriending the two square dance giants. After all, it was good for him to have one more friend.
At this moment, there was only one family in the mushroom house, and it was quiet.
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