MTL - Attack Stream of Life-Chapter 65

"You scum!!"

A loud roar woke up Qingchuan, who was sitting in a daze outside the changing room. He immediately heard that it was Sasha's voice, and immediately ran to the place where the sound came from, 'pop' and kicked with his foot Opening the door, "Sister Asha, are you alright?!...?"

What was broken was a makeup mirror, and there were many cosmetics on the ground, as if they had been swept to the ground by someone.

There were two people standing in the room, Sasha's eyes were red, and she was holding a high-heeled shoe in her hand. Scumbag! Ah Mei's life has been ruined by you bastard!"

Master Wei, who was being held, was also scolding, "Bitch! You two bastards!"

He is a man after all and has physical advantages. When Qingchuan came in, he just turned around and stretched out his hand to tear Sasha's clothes, "Don't you want revenge? Aren't you capable? I played with you first, and you seek revenge from me."

Now that the show has been recorded, most of the staff are off work, but there are still some, who are sorting things, some distance from this corner. Because Qingchuan was worried, he thought that Young Master Wei might have something to do, so he deliberately waited in the background, not expecting what would happen next.

Sasha shouted, they were almost there.

Sasha is married, and the child is over two years old. What's going on, Young Master Wei doesn't care, she probably can't stand it.

The world has always been harsh on women, even if they are victims, they are guilty. Even if it fails, women will be deeply involved in various color scandals, and they will be turned out from time to time as 'criminal evidence' in the future.

Qing Chuan stepped forward, grabbed Young Master Wei by the shoulders, tore him off and threw him to the ground. Wei was slammed so hard that his head hit the ground. Although there was a thin fleece blanket, he was still dazed by the pain, and he didn't regain his senses for a long time.

He glanced at Young Master Wei who was wailing on the ground, then listened carefully to the movement outside, and suddenly picked up a piece of sharp broken glass and swiped it on his forehead, accurately locating the small blood vessel, and the blood flowed suddenly , flowing from the eyebrows to the eyes, very miserable.

He didn't care about the bleeding, he scratched his hair that was neatly groomed with mousse with his hands, ripped open the expensive custom coat with a 'crash', and ripped off half of the sleeve , and stop behind Sasha.

Calculating the sound of footsteps outside, Qingchuan said in a hoarse and hateful voice, "Sister Asha, leave me alone, call the police!"

When a woman saw the blood on Qingchuan's face, she screamed, "My God, Gu Sheng's face... Call a car, call a car!"

Young Master Wei, who was stunned by Qingchuan's fall, reacted, "You framed me! You made it yourself!"

Sasha, as the host, has always responded very quickly, and immediately became furious, "You are sick! If your hand is a little bit crooked, your eyes will be stabbed blind, are you ready to kill? Call the police! Call the police! Lawless?!”

"Isn't that right, Sister Asha? You just give me this?" Qing Chuan looked at the clear soup and white porridge on the table and couldn't believe that he was eating in a Sichuan restaurant.

will leave scars. But with a small scar less than two centimeters, which man takes it seriously?

He is not an actor who needs to sell his face, so he has no influence at all.

The clothes on his body have been changed, and the loss is counted on Wei Dashao. Salsa has just bought him a set as a thank you gift.

"What else do you want to eat? Seafood, spicy, heavy sauce and heavy oil? I've banned them all this time. What a beautiful little white face, this is going to be ruined in my hands, those girls have to I am resentful."

Sasha pinched her nose, holding a cigarette in one hand, but she never smoked, "Are you stupid? Man, make yourself so embarrassed."

She also knew why Qingchuan tossed herself so much, but it was out of a protective psychology for women.

Sasha has already determined that Qingchuan is an uninitiated fool, no matter how well written the love and hatred in the book, in reality he is just a simple teenager, "Oh, fool. You It's good intentions, what if you meet someone with a sick mind and beat you up? If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, just call the police and see what you've done to yourself?"

"You sister Asha, I haven't seen anything in the wind and waves for so many years? If someone said a few words, then let him say, I can still lose a piece of meat?...Thank you." After the chatter, there was a brief silence, and a thank you.

Stimulate him, or you won't get involved in this shit."

"Amei is my friend, she is very simple, beautiful, and many people chase after her. But she doesn't like any of them, she wants to fight first and then talk to friends. I don't know what kind of ecstasy the surnamed Wei gave her, so she was so determined that she didn't want to work anymore, she became a different person."

Sasha frowned and took a deep breath of cigarette, "Amei's family is religious and very religious, Amei is now having **** before marriage and has a child, her family said she was being followed by the devil. I don't care about her. She is lying in the hospital, her job is gone, and she can't go home. The doctor said it will be difficult to give birth in the future, and she has lost more than ten kilograms in a month. Do you know what the surname Wei says? He said that he is in the entertainment industry. Girls, just have fun, who would marry them home... a street boy!"

She scolded and smoked, her expression fierce and beautiful.

"There are also reasons of my own. My husband found a little one outside and asked me to help him raise a child outside. I can fuck. I'm ready for a divorce, alas ...I feel like something is wrong."

She flipped her hair again, and Qingchuan subconsciously changed her several sets of looks in his mind. He saw that it looked very special, and it was the designer's instinct.

"Let's open up, what girl didn't meet a scumbag when she was young?"

"Yeah, isn't he just a man? Whoever leaves and who can't live? There's that guy named Wei, doesn't he have some money at home? He can destroy so many people and get away with it. As long as he has money, people still say that he is a young talent. My Ah Mui… My Ah Mui is too pure and kind, is it wrong to be pure and kind? This world is really unfair."

"You can write, all the scum inside let his surname Wei."

"Isn't it? You really want me to write?"

"Try it, you won't lose anything."

Sasha laughed and pushed the cigarette away.

Qingchuan thinks she is very beautiful and charming, maybe she is very suitable for that kind of cold and glamorous style, "Do you want to change a few styles?"

"Huh?"

When Qingchuan returned home, his family were very worried when they saw him like this.

"Didn't you say I'm going to record the show? Why is it hurt like this? Was it fine when we watched the live broadcast?" Qingchuan's mother has been waiting for him to come back, it's almost twelve now On, she was wearing a blanket and had slept in the living room for a while.

"It's okay, it's just an exaggeration. The nurse has to wrap it up so tightly, but it's actually a little scratch. Why don't you sleep? It's so late, go to bed early, or you won't have the energy tomorrow. ."

"The red dates and fish maw is still hot in the kitchen, remember to drink it to replenish your strength. Writing a book is the most mind-consuming."

"You must drink, go back to the house to sleep. Is my little sister going to take the big test? If she gets into a good school, I will give her a surprise gift."

"You, don't get used to her too much. How much did she charge? The bicycle is also new, and you gave her something, which is a waste of money. It's better to buy some exercise sets Give it to her." Qingchuan's grandma rambled, but she went back to the house.

Qing Chuan drank the soup, returned to his room, and looked in the mirror carefully, except for the eye-catching gauze bag, everything else was the same. When he cut it, it looked very casual, but in fact, he carefully selected the place, that is, a very shallow one, the position of the forehead, which has no effect on daily life.

"Host, I didn't expect you to do this." The system floated out.

"I didn't expect..." Qing Chuan looked down at his hands, "It was as if he was being manipulated, and when he realized it, he rushed over. I'm not that kind. , You can hurt yourself for someone who has no feelings. However, I have no regrets. The only thing I am a little unhappy about is that I am injured, and the other party can go back unscathed. "

"Impulse is a part of human nature, which means that the host's inner world has a tendency to protect. Isn't this a good thing?"

"You're right. This is 'human'." Qingchuan rolled his eyes, "System, please tell the mirror demon, I want to cut a ten centimeter-long face on the face of Young Master Wei. Traces. Vengeance must be revenge, and it is also a part of 'people'."

The host is still the host.

"It is clear that the skill task in this world is to make a hundred state banquet-level delicacies, but because I am busy writing, writing during the day, and working overtime at night, the main task has been stagnant. Wait for the publishing house After things are on the right track, I still take more time to learn the various skills of cooking.”

"Sorry."

"What?" Qing Chuan looked at the system suspiciously while squeezing toothpaste.

"I am a very useless system, not as versatile as my younger generation. I always say that our life flow system is like this, but in fact... No, only the functions of the first version of the system are It will be so single. My functions are only basic living materials, virtual classrooms and materials, so I can’t help the host.”

"If the host contracted not me, but a more useful system, with the host's qualifications, it would have been a higher-level tasker by now." The system was very frustrated, "I always knew that my own I don't have enough ability, so I have only been doing tasks in the low-level world, is it me who delays... host?"

"What are you talking about?" Qing Chuan patted System Yuanyuan's head.

"You are the most useful system. As for the functions, those are just bells and whistles. In the final analysis, the essence of growth is continuous experience and continuous learning. And, if you do everything , what do you want my host to do?"

"However, the host has worked too hard." The golden tears of the system fell, and he couldn't cry, "Other host, you don't need to study non-stop day and night, you can fall in love with peace of mind, boring I can play and play everywhere. But you, host, are busy every day, and I can't help you with anything."

"Isn't it good? When you're busy, you feel full. If you don't have a burden, you'll be like a balloon, floating all the time~ and then, 'bang'! It exploded. " Qingchuan laughed for a while, then suddenly put down his things and looked at the system very solemnly.

"Thank you for choosing me. Let's go see the sea of ​​stars together in the future."

System's face turned purple all of a sudden, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, but his face was almost shy and steaming like a steam boiler.

"Okay, okay."

Two days later, Qingchuan saw the news of Dashao Wei's disfigurement in the newspaper, he laughed and put the matter down.

His magazine was so publicized, and it slowly got up. At the beginning, there were only two works serialized by Qingchuan, and gradually some people tried to contribute. Martial arts and legends will still find old-fashioned positions, but there are some female-oriented love, the same reasoning and horror themes as Qingchuan, and very niche sci-fi texts, but they will vote.

Admitted, he will let the intern editor come to the door according to the address, because to confirm that it will not be broken or unfinished, so you need to read the complete outline and estimated word count, and sign the book if it is suitable 's contract.

Qingchuan customized some cute bookmarks, key ornaments and other small things as a gift for the magazine, which really increased the sales of the magazine.

He went to some bookstores next to the school and delivered the books. The price of the magazine is not too high. Students can buy one after saving, and they can be circulated among students in a class.

These are all successful experiences of later generations.

After finishing this, he handed over the power to the professional manager and went home to continue writing the manuscript.

The series of juvenile detectives is over, the next book wants to write something different, just write a reckless young man who likes to travel and take pictures, but is always inexplicably involved in various murders. The story of his forensic friend.

Not long after, the editor of the publishing house made a phone call with him, and the glamorous host who claimed to be his friend submitted an article to the magazine, a short story about urban love of more than 30,000 words, the protagonist is a shrewd and capable The white bone spirit in the workplace, but the male protagonist is a cute and sweet little milk dog. The female is strong and the male is weak. It is completely non-mainstream, but the writing is really good, so the editor is very hesitant.

"..." Yes, it's very advanced, very salsa, Qingchuan thought.

"Let's discuss it together. However, in order for our magazine to seize the market from the old newspapers and magazines, sometimes we have to take an unusual path. Affected by the bend, the popular template of love today They are all gentle women and domineering men, but are our preferences really that single? Is there no need, or no choice?"

Later, this 'coffee and milk tea' successfully appeared in the next issue of the magazine with a slight advantage of only one vote. There are really many people who like it. According to the feedback on the questionnaire attached to the book, many women expressed 'surprise' to this new female protagonist of the royal sister type and the male protagonist of the family, and only a few women expressed 'discomfort'.

Fighting, there is absolutely no room for a boyfriend to exert his boyfriend's power.

Because it's too different, there are many people who like it and people who don't like it, and slowly gather a group of loyal readers who like this type.

The most surprising thing about Qingchuan is some lily articles that appeared in the magazine. There are quite a lot of male readers...

As for Kiwen, you must know that in the straight men's texts of this era, the brotherhood of those male protagonists is enough to see, and sometimes I can't wait to help them to the point of arguing Zhang Zheng. I really don't know what the meaning of the female lead is, just to show that the male lead is straight?

"In your article, host, the male protagonist doesn't even have a girlfriend, he only has a good friend, a male, single, and the destined enemy, a male of the same gender, the same single In your article, only the blood-sucking mosquitoes are female."

"But he is straight." Qingchuan retorted.

"In a few decades, your writing will definitely have a lot of corruption and fanfare. The genre explains everything."

"The rotten eye sees the human foundation."

When Qingchuan's career was in full swing, Ren's Pictures was already filming the third film of Reasoning. The popular martial arts theme has been divided up by the old film company. If he wants to gain a firm foothold, he must have his own signature movie.

Ren Shaocheng chose Qingchuan's reasoning series.

Because the first two films performed so well, other film companies extended an olive branch to the copyright of Qingchuan's reasoning, and the prices were very high. In order to retain these copyrights, Ren Shaocheng even took out 3% of non-dilutable original shares in exchange.

Qingchuan was optimistic about Ren Shaocheng's career, so he agreed.

Ren Shaocheng also poached a director who made horror films, who was already filming the "Rainy Night Murder Incident" and renamed it "Ghost Taxi". Because this book is highly topical, it requires less special effects and low cost.

Qingchuan's writings have a characteristic: they seldom follow the stream of consciousness, describe figuratively, and have a strong sense of picture, which is especially suitable for use as a script to make a movie.

The 'work' of Dashao Wei is not good. The original work is very exciting, but it is very difficult to change the movie. The actors' acting skills and scene special effects have high requirements. In addition, the works are rather deep, and they are not very popular with young people, so the final box office is not high.

Now he is a big laughing stock in Hong Kong City, and with his disfigurement, he can't even leave the door. Fortunately, in the wealthy family, the Wei family is worse than before. The hundred-footed worm is not dead, and it is still much stronger than ordinary people. It is completely possible to raise a person for nothing.

Through the picture passed by the mirror demon, Qingchuan knew that this person was already defunct.

At this time, Qingchuan is going to hold a birthday party.

Because it is the twentieth birthday, the ancients regarded men as adults in their twenties and began to bear the burden of the family, so they should pay more attention.

It was an important birthday, so he was going to invite some friends over for a small gathering. At first I thought it was just a few people, but I didn't expect the list to get longer and longer, plus there were more than 20 family members, and my little house couldn't hold it at all.

"There are so many people?" Qing Chuan was particularly surprised.

In the first world, he couldn't even find a friend who could spend his birthday together. After a few worlds passed, he seemed to let go of himself slowly.

In this case, you cannot book at home.

So he went to a restaurant and booked a big box. He told the boss that he would borrow their kitchen because he wanted to make dishes for his friends, and the boss readily agreed. As for what materials are needed, a list will be sent to the hotel in advance, and they need to prepare it.

In fact, Qingchuan's cooking skills have not yet reached the level of a master, but the most important thing is the mind. Every child's birthday is the mother's Good Friday, and Qingchuan wanted to cook a few hometown dishes that grandma remembered. Grandma is from Oujiang and likes fresh and sweet dishes and seafood.

"Two tables of people, more than twenty dishes."

"There are only more than 20 now, and there will be more in the future. Maybe the hall downstairs that can accommodate hundreds of people will not fit." The system said.

"Exaggerated."

"The longer you live, the more people you know. It's a well-established fact. And you're only twenty. I'm really looking forward to seeing hundreds of people celebrate your birthday."

Qing Chuan thought about that scene and shook his head, "It's not a birthday, it's obviously suffering."