With a bitter face, the stick walked away limping.
Little Dang and Huai Hua were teary-eyed, their hearts aching for Brother Stick Stalker.
Lin Yi returned to his room and laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.
"Rainwater, did you see that? The stick's face is green, haha.”
He Yushui looked at Lin Yi helplessly and shook her head with a smile." Why are you so angry with the stick? You're smiling so happily when you see the stick hurt.”
"Of course, this little brat might scold me behind my back. I can just throw him and watch for fun.”
Lin Yi said righteously.
He Yushui shook her head and laughed. She looked at the remaining wontons in her bowl and her little face suddenly turned red.
"Lin Yi, I haven't finished my wontons. Are you full? Do you want..."
"I'm not full yet. Eat!”
Lin Yi didn't stand on ceremony and sat beside He Yushui. He picked up the spoon and started eating. He didn't mind that He Yushui had used it.
Seeing that Lin Yi didn't despise her at all and was eating her leftovers with a spoon that she had used, He Yushui's pretty face turned even redder.
She looked at Lin Yi in a daze and unconsciously fell into a daze.
Lin Yi quickly finished He Yushui's leftover wonton. He wiped his mouth and ate his fill before putting down his spoon comfortably.
"Xiao Yu, go wash the dishes."
"Ah, ah?"
Lin Yi turned his head to look at He Yushui, whose face was blushing." What are you standing there for? Wash the dishes."”
"Oh, oh!"
He Yushui reacted and stood up. She took the cutlery from the table and went out to wash the dishes.
Lin Yi, on the other hand, stood up leisurely and rummaged through the room. In the end, after searching for a long time, he couldn't find a piece of paper to write on.
Scratching his head speechlessly, Lin Yi opened the system store.
Didn't this family write anything in the past? To think that you went to school!
After complaining about Lin Yi and his son, Lin Yi found the list of stationery and spent 2 Emotional Points to buy 100 gel pens and 100 horizontal booklets.
The style of the pen was exquisite, and the quality of the notebook was high. They were all far superior to this period.
He found a dry cloth and wiped the table. Lin Yi took out a notebook and began to write quickly.
However, after writing one line, Lin Yi cursed and tore the first page off.
The words were too ugly. Because his telekinesis had been raised to the maximum level, there was no such thing as forgetting to write. It was just that the words were really unreadable.
"System, search for calligraphy skills.”
Skill: Calligraphy!
This time, the system did not deduct 20 primitive skill points from Lin Yi. This was because regardless of whether Lin Yi knew calligraphy or not, at the very least, Lin Yi knew how to write with a pen. Although it was a little ugly, it was still calligraphy.
"System, raise my calligraphy to the maximum level.”
The system instantly deducted 1,500 points from Lin Yi's Emotional Value, and his calligraphy skill instantly rose to the maximum level of five.
This time, the feeling of Lin Yi holding the pen was different. His brush strokes were light, and the tip of the pen moved like a dragon and snake on the horizontal grid book. He easily wrote three words.
The white-haired girl!
The handwriting was majestic and beautiful. Most importantly, it was pleasing to the eye.
Lin Yi wanted to write the white-haired girl's script and then find someone to rehearse with.
The white-haired girl would definitely not be able to finish the entire drama. It would often take too long, so she could only pick a few segments to perform.
By showing the contradictions between the main characters, the drama would be completed.
The first was the outline of the entire play.
Yang Bailao, a poor tenant farmer, lost his wife in his early years. He had a daughter named Xi 'er who lived together with him.
The neighbor, Aunt Wang, and her son, Wang Dachun, took good care of the Yang family. The two families lived in harmony.
Xier and Dachun fell in love with each other, and the two old men agreed to marry them after autumn.
The tyrant landlord Huang Shiren took a fancy to the young and beautiful Xi 'er, so he and the butler Mu Renzhi plotted to force Yang Bailao to repay the debt within the year with heavy rent and profit.
On the New Year's Eve of the old calendar, Yang Bailao was forced by Huang Shiren to sign Xi 'er's indwelling contract because he was unable to repay the heavy interest.
Yang Bailao was in so much pain that he drank salt and committed suicide after returning home.
On the morning of the first day of the lunar new year, Xi 'er was tortured after being kidnapped into the Huang residence.
In order to cut off Xier's feelings for Dachun, Huang Shiren recaptured the Wang family's rented land, expelled Aunt Wang and her son, and waited for an opportunity to insult Xier.
Dachun failed to save Xi 'er and had no choice but to defect to the army.
The pregnant Xi 'er escaped from the tiger's mouth with the help of the Huang family's maid, Second Aunt Zhang. On the way, she gave birth to a baby, but the baby died.
After that, Xi 'er went to a cave in the deep mountains alone and ate the wind and dew. Due to the long-term lack of salt intake, her black hair turned white.
Because Xi 'er often went to the ruined temple to take offerings to satisfy his hunger, he was superstitiously regarded as a "white-haired fairy" who had descended to the mortal world.
After the war broke out, Dachun returned to his hometown with the army.
At this time, Huang Shiren used the superstition of the villagers to create the rumor of "White Hair Fairy" to confuse the public.
Dachun, who stayed in the village to work, wanted to reduce rent and interest rates and raise the awareness of the masses. On the night of the 15th, he personally went to track and investigate, and unexpectedly met Xier in the cave.
At the village public hearing, Huang Shiren and Mu Renzhi were severely punished.
The landlord was suppressed, and Xi 'er took revenge. She returned to her village and established a happy family with Dachun. Her hair also gradually turned black.
The story was just that. The contradictions were also very deep, but the plot had to be chosen carefully. It couldn't affect the integrity of the story, and it couldn't be too long. It had to show what needed to be shown.
Under the effect of the directing skill and the telekinesis skill, Lin Yi's writing speed was very fast. Not long after, Lin Yi had written five or six pages of horizontal paper.
Time passed bit by bit. When He Yushui called Lin Yi for lunch, Lin Yi woke up with a start. He had been writing the script for more than four hours.
A total of three horizontal grids!
Just nice! Lin Yi had also finished writing the script for the white-haired girl's short play.
With this script, as long as he found the steel mill's publicity department and borrowed a photocopier to print out the script, he could start looking for someone to rehearse the scene.
"Lin Yi, I made noodle soup. Don't complain that my cooking isn't delicious.”
He Yushui placed the bowl of noodle soup on the table and looked at Lin Yi in embarrassment.
This was the first time she cooked for Lin Yi. She was afraid that Lin Yi would dislike her if she didn't cook well.
When she thought about how Lin Yi's cooking was so delicious, and how she could only make such a simple noodle soup, she began to feel nervous.
The noodles in the bowl had some soy sauce and salt, a poached egg, and some sesame oil. It looked clear and watery.
It didn't look very good, but delicious food was often so simple.
Lin Yi smiled and picked up his chopsticks to take a bite.
He Yu Shui was nervous 20
"How is it? Can it be eaten?"
He Yushui blinked her big eyes and looked at Lin Yi. She was nervous and expectant.
"The taste is not bad. I've eaten too much meat these two days. It's not bad to eat some noodle soup.”
Lin Yi praised in satisfaction.
He didn't have much expectations for He Yushui's cooking skills. As long as it was edible, it was fine. The noodle soup that He Yushui made now was very much in line with his expectations.
Moreover, what was there to choose from when an eighteen-year-old girl was willing to cook for him?
"Really! You didn't beat me up, did you?"
He Yushui's eyes lit up, and he became excited. He added another 20 points of Happy Emotional Value to Lin Yi.
"Of course. Why would I lie to you? Try it yourself.”
Lin Yi smiled and placed the horizontal book on the cabinet at the side. This was the result of four hours of hard work. He believed that this drama would definitely cause a huge wave at the Arts Celebration Conference. When the time came, his Emotional Value would be earned. It would be too awesome.
He Yushui sat opposite Lin Yi with a red face. She held the bowl and ate the noodles in small bites.
After eating two mouthfuls, she raised her head to look at Lin Yi. She seemed to have thought of something, and her face became redder and redder.
He Yushui's shyness 100
Hmm?
……
(To be continued)
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