Chapter 457

Xiao Xiaohua asked, "Ye min, do you mean that Zhu Cong has been wronged?"

"I can only say: it's quite possible. However, there is another possibility. Some women are thin skinned and take their own influence into consideration. Even if they are entrapped and abandoned by men, they can only knock down their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs. "

"Ye min, after talking for a long time, I am more and more confused. You say that Zhu Cong may have been wronged for a while, and that Zhu Cong may have really done immoral things for a while. Which side do you want me to believe?"

Ye min Yin Yin said: "Xiaohua, I think: what kind of person Zhu Cong is, we can test him."

"What's the test?"

"It's very simple. Let me be the interviewer."

Xiao Xiaohua puzzled asked: "Ye min, the more you say that I am more confused, you want to be an interviewer, do you want to call him to ask a few questions? I'll tell you, Zhu Cong is a glib man. He's sure to say everything

"Ha ha... I'm not asking him a few questions. I mean: let me tempt him to see if he is easy to be hooked. If he is easily seduced by me and tries to touch me, it can be concluded that Zhu Cong is a dirty man and the woman he abandoned really exists."

"Ah! You... You're going to seduce Zhu Cong? Forget it. I'm worried that he will tempt you. At last, he will let you on his boat. "

"Ha ha... Xiao Hua, I'm not as simple as you. You see, you've never been in love. It's still a piece of paper. I'm different. I've been in love since junior high school. After careful calculation, I've talked about 12 boyfriends, a dozen of them. Hee hee... "

"Ye min, I know you are a master of love, but as the saying goes: those who drown can swim. Maybe Zhu Cong is a master of flower picking. You will lose in front of him and be trapped by him."

"Ha ha... There are only two kinds of men who can harm me: one is dead, the other is not born. As long as they are alive, they will only be fooled by me."

"Ye min, are you so confident?"

"Of course, no diamond, no porcelain. To tell you the truth, the twelve men I talked about are all kinds of men. Every man is a type, but they are all slaves under my skirt."

"Ye min, you are really good. I really admire you for being able to play men around. I don't have this ability. My parents have been strict with me since I was a child and don't let me have more contact with any male classmates."

"You are the flower in the greenhouse, so you are easy to be cheated by men. For the sake of our friendship, I'll help you check on Zhu Cong. "

"Well, I have to remind you: Zhu Cong plays with a pen. Generally speaking, people who play with a pen are more thoughtful."

On Monday morning, ye min dressed up and went to the cultural center. She went straight up to the third floor and saw a writing room written at the door of an office.

Xiao Xiaohua tells Ye Min that Zhu Cong works in the screenwriter's office on the third floor.

The door of the office is open. There are three tables in it, two of which are empty.

Only the table by the window, with its back to the door, sat a man.

From the back, it looks like Zhu Cong.

Ye min knocks on the door.

Zhu Cong said casually, "please come in."

Ye min twisted waist, wearing high-heeled shoes, daddada into the office.

A fragrance of jasmine flowed into Zhu Cong's nostrils.

Zhu Cong twisted his body, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"You... Aren't you Xiao Hua's friend?"

"Yes, the day before yesterday, we met at the gate of the community. I heard Xiao Xiaohua say that you are the screenwriter of the cultural center."

Zhu Cong's head immediately flashed an idea: this girl is Xiao Xiaohua's lobbyist.

Maybe Xiao Xiaohua changed her mind and wanted to talk about friends with him again, but she couldn't wipe away her face and let her friend be the middleman.

"Hello, please sit down."

Zhu Cong moved a chair and poured a glass of water.

"Miss Zhu, I've heard Xiao Xiaohua say that you've written more than a dozen plays. I've admired the writers since I was a child, and I like to write a little bit of essays, but the level is too low to handle."

"Ha ha... I don't have any literary talent either. I just write some third rate plays. However, one of the plays is favored by the director and may be made into a movie."

Zhu Cong began to blow his own horn again.

"Ah! Mr. Zhu is really great. "

"Miss, what are you doing here today?"

"Miss Zhu, I've come to worship you as my teacher."

Ye Min said, took out a stack of paper from the bag, respectfully handed to Zhu Cong.

"This is a short story I wrote. I'd like you to have a look at it and make some comments."

Frankly speaking, Zhu Cong's writing level can only be regarded as a third rate, but after all, he is a screenwriter of the cultural center, with a halo on his body.

"Well, I'll show you right away and give you some immature advice."

Zhu Cong spent 20 minutes browsing the short story written by Ye min.

This short story is well written, not only elegant, but also ingenious, not like a beginner's level.

In fact, ye min just copied a short story from a magazine.

Zhu Cong smacked his lips and exclaimed, "Miss, this short story you wrote is wonderful. To tell you the truth, even I can't write a novel of this level."

Ye min thought: of course, I copied it from magazines. Short stories that can be published in magazines have a certain level.

Ye min also heard that none of the scripts written by Zhu Cong has been made into movies or TV series. They are usually taken to the community to let the aunts and uncles rehearse and enrich their cultural life.

"I have no experience or literary talent when I first write novels. Please give me more valuable opinions."

Zhu Cong rubs his hands. He takes a look at Ye min and thinks: this girl looks pretty, but she doesn't seem to have any connotation. How can she write such a high-level novel?

Perhaps, this novel has been revised for several years under the guidance of experts. The so-called "ten years sharpen a sword".

"Well, I'd like to give my opinion, but it's a little immature, that is, the characterization is not very full. For example, the uncle in the short story should be more vivid in appearance and language. "

Ye min pretends to be very attentive and seems to be listening carefully to Zhu Cong's opinions.

"For example, it's very important to describe the character's character in terms of language. Take this uncle for example. He is a countryman, uneducated and rude, so his language should be more straightforward, and even can add two abusive words."

Ye min nodded in agreement.