"Ah cut! Who talks about me?"

Early in the morning, a sneeze automatically gets up.

The effects of an alarm clock and sit-ups are contained in a sneeze, which is really godly.

Xu Rui took a paper towel and wiped his nose, rinsed, and then packed up his papers, ready to go to work.

He works on Huming TV.

As the signature of Huming Province, Huming TV Station is still very ostentatious.But only in the province.

Xu Rui works on the satellite TV channel of the TV station.Generally speaking, satellite TV is on the end of the regulated regional channel.But this law does not include Huming Province.

A former university teacher of Xu Rui, a native of Hucheng, Huming province, said such a sentence during class.

"When you watch TV, you must not watch Huming TV. If you want to watch it, watch Hucheng TV. The children's channel of Hucheng TV is much better than Huming TV."

I have to say that Huming TV's array of faces is really enough.

In the province, people can fight back and forth with the Hucheng Taiwan in the provincial capital; outside the province, they can't dry mango, orange and other big Taiwan.It can be said to be both internal and external, happy to get home.

At least Xu Rui is very happy on Huming TV.Anyway, no one can beat it, and the ratings are stable. Caiji is an inferior TV station that is dying, so there is no pressure.

Xu Rui, a related household, will not complain that the TV station is not good.

We have all worked so hard, how can the audience blame us?

We work 8 hours a day.

Xu Rui was thinking, looking at the time, suddenly surprised.

"Why is it so late? Didn't I get up early?"

After a rush, Xu Rui carried his briefcase and rushed out of the house, by the way, throwing the trash packed in the morning into the small trash cans on each floor.In the end, because there were too many packaged portfolios, they didn't cover them all at once, and dozens of them were scattered.

Xu Rui glanced, and found that it seemed to be some songs that the predecessor had not finished copying.

Seeing that there was not enough time, Xu Rui could only say sorry to the cleaning aunt who cleaned the corridor.

"I didn't mean it, I just don't have enough time!"

Xu Rui said, and quickly slipped away.He has no car, so he has to catch the bus and subway.

Xu Rui ran away, but Gao Qianning, who slept very lightly next door, got up suddenly from the bed.

"Which dying bastard is yelling and screaming in the morning? Don't you know that there is a profession that requires beauty sleep?"

Drowsiness is inherently unstable, and when his temper breaks out in the morning, it is even more unlikely that Gao Qianning, a psychotic star, will sleep.Wearing pajamas, hooking slippers, unlocking the lock, and kicking!

boom!

Kicking open the door, Gao Qianning poked her head and looked, and found that there was no one in the corridor, but there was a pile of waste paper on the ground.

"Quality! What about quality? Throwing confetti, when this is a garbage dump?"

Gao Qianning was catching fire, but saw what was written on the paper, the format was very familiar, and he took a closer look.

"This is the score?"

Looking at the scores written on the paper and the lyrics, Gao Qianning, as a professional singer, can sing according to the melody just by looking at it.

"The love for you has always been quiet

To exchange your occasional care

It's obviously a movie of three people

I still can't have a name

..."

Gao Qianning sang this song with "Always Quiet", and found that the melody and words were very good, but he didn't finish writing this piece of paper. After singing a few sentences, it was gone.

"Gone?"

"Why it's gone!"

As a mentally ill, Gao Qianning's uncomfortable suicide failed yesterday hasn't alleviated. When he encounters something unsatisfactory, he instantly becomes angry.

She squatted on the ground, flipping through Xu Rui's old manuscript, and found that most of it contained only one or two sentences and a name, which was unfinished at all, that is...

Rubbish!

"What the hell!"

Gao Qianning picked up all the papers and successfully found the second sheet of "Always Quiet". Going on, Gao Qianning thought the beginning of the song was pretty good, but it was almost a follow-up.

"No more!"

Gao Qianning, who was eager to find a good song, suddenly panicked when he saw a good work with a docked tail.

When she was angry, she happened to see the trash can, which contained the unfinished works packed.She looked at the trash can and stretched out her hand, but she kept shaking.

This is a trash can!

trash can!

She is a star, how can she be!

!Suddenly, heavy footsteps came downstairs.

someone is coming.

Gao Qianning wisely hid in the room. As soon as he closed the door, he saw a man leaping over and flying past through the cat's eyes, opening the door next door, and shouting that there was not enough time.

After half a minute, the door next door closed, and a figure rushed past and went straight downstairs.

After seeing him go, Gao Qianning snorted, opened the door, and went straight to the trash can.

This bag is full of rubbish paper works, she is about to order.

However, as soon as he went out, Gao Qianning blinked, wiped his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly clenched his fists.

"Where am I rubbish?"

"I'm rubbish!"

Gao Qianning started to go crazy again.Shu Xin and assistant Wen Wen, who had just arrived downstairs, were immediately anxious, and quickly caught up to comfort Gao Qianning.

...

Gao Qianning went crazy, but Xu Rui next door didn't care.

When he returned, he picked up the original garbage bag and left it at home, not planning to throw it away.Anyhow, I wrote so much, it’s not impossible to keep it.

But the ones that were scattered on the ground before seemed to have been cleaned up.

The cleaning aunt is really hardworking.

Since it's gone, it's gone, Xu Rui is not short of that.

When he found a script written by his predecessor at home, he hurried to the stage.This is what the director specially ordered him to take.

Hearing that something had happened recently, he had a chance. He didn't dare to neglect, so he hurriedly drove to the TV station.

In the car, the beautiful driver kept staring at Xu Rui in the rearview mirror, making Xu Rui frightened.

I know I'm handsome, but don't be so straightforward.

After finally getting to the TV station, Xu Rui saw Gao Hongfang rushing to the meeting at first sight.

Gao Hongfang is the director of the TV station. He is in charge of Xu Rui's choreographer and director. The official position is not big or small, and the people are kind.

Especially after seeing Xu Rui's handsome face, plus discovering that Xu Rui's father, also known as his uncle, was his primary school classmate, the level of care almost made Xu Rui suspect that Gao Hongfang liked him.

Isn't it just looking handsome?

Uncle, are you so hard... take care?

Gao Hongfang is generally very calm, either smoking or drinking, or playing cards and fish. Seeing him so seriously at this time, Xu Rui felt that something big must have happened.

"Uncle Gao, what's the situation?"

"It's not that cheating military TV series. The script involves plagiarism. All the planning has been disrupted. Now I want to remedy it." Although Gao Hongfang was anxious, when he saw Xu Rui, he showed a smile that looked like hehe.

"You go to clock in to work first, and then you will be notified if you have the opportunity."

Gao Hongfang left quickly, and Xu Rui looked at the other colleagues who were hurrying around, her heart warming, but she couldn't help but feel sorry.

With such expectations and the support of family members, nothing good can be done.If not, maybe Xu Rui's predecessor would not choose to commit suicide.

After all, it is not hard enough.

Xu Rui shook his head, took the work card, jogged all the way to his work area, pinched the clock, sat in front of the computer, and started working.

Before he mixed up to open the Spider Solitaire and minesweeper to improve IQ, Gao Hongfang rushed in, slammed Xu Rui, and said firmly.

"It's just you!"

What?

Xu Rui stared wide-eyed, looked at Gao Hongfang, who was a little sparse on his head, and licked his dry lips.

"Why? Not happy?"

"No, it's just... pretty bald."