Three Hundred and Twenty-Four. Tool Man Becomes Regular (2 in 1)

Awei was ready to be eaten, and he only hoped that the brown bear could hold a tiger, and then he would shoot the bullet into the tiger's head while the other tiger was eating. In this case, Meimei You can escape with confidence.

He didn't expect that the brown bear would quickly finish off the confronting tiger, and even rush over to finish off the other in two or three strokes.

Now, all three tigers have lost their combat effectiveness, and the danger has been lifted.

Awei came down from the tree, carefully avoiding the motionless tiger lying under the tree, and arrived under the tree where Meimei was.

Meimei also climbed down from the tree, and she hugged Xiong Yu who was walking over.

With the help of telepathy, Xia Yu felt the girl's soaring kindness.

At the same time, the brown bear's bonus has also risen to LV2.

Xia Yu didn't need the brown bear and the girl yet, so he didn't take this matter to heart.

After sending the girl and Ah Wei to the village, Xia Yu returned to the scene of the crime.

There was only a pool of blood left on the ground, and the three tigers disappeared.

Judging from the marks on the ground, two of them dragged the other one away. Xia Yu didn't know if it was because of feelings or hunger.

The more we live in winter, the more scarce food is. Even adult male tigers sometimes go hungry, let alone female tigers and juvenile tigers.

By the way, are there so many ferocious beasts in this forest?

Xia Yu was a little worried. Fortunately, this body was a brown bear. If it was a black bear, it would be a little dangerous.

Brown bears can compete with adult male tigers 50-50, while black bears are basically no match for adult male tigers, and even if they are not careful, they will be used as food by female tigers.

A good birth is very important.

Yawning, Xia Yu tidied up his surroundings, covered the blood stains with soil, and fell asleep in the cabin that Ah Wei built for himself.

In sleep, eight hours passed.

Back in his body, Xia Yu played the game normally for a while, and then fell asleep.

November 4th was the time for him to take the driver's license test. Although Guan Yu could do it for him, Xia Yu decided to take the test by himself.

After the exam in the afternoon, and after dinner at An Siyao's, Xia Yu landed on Wen Ziying's body.

After a while of darkness, what Xia Yu saw was a goblet shining red.

This is the scene of a banquet, people in suits and dresses, walking around.

Beside Wen Ziyu, there is a middle-aged woman wearing glasses.

The woman was wearing a lady's suit, holding a glass of wine and said to Xia Yu, "Take a deep breath, don't be nervous, don't be irritable."

Her words were not for Xia Yu, but for Wen Ziying.

Xia Yu extracted the information from the woman's words, was Wen Ziying nervous and irritable just now?

"Come on, get a glass of juice." The woman in a suit brought Xia Yu a glass of juice from the tall pile of glasses in front of her.

Xia Yu took a sip. This is lemon juice.

A little sour.

Putting down the lemon juice, Xia Yu took a glass of orange juice.

He took the opportunity to look at Wen Ziying's attire. The girl was wearing a blue dress with an open back, and her back was a little cold.

The woman in the suit said to Xia Yu again: "The director will definitely come to you later, you don't have to speak, I will help you deal with him."

At this time, Wen Ziying also spoke in Xia Yu's mind: "Now it's the celebration party for the completion of that TV series, and this dress is a bit uncomfortable."

If you feel uncomfortable, don't wear it.

Wen Ziying paused, then said, "I don't like that director."

It turned out that the real reason was the director.

Xia Yu wanted to ask Wen Ziying if he could offend that director, and if he could, he wouldn't have to worry about it.

However, there was someone else beside him at this moment, so he couldn't speak.

After thinking about it, Xia Yu folded his hands and wrote on his arms.

Wen Ziying recognized the strokes, and she replied, "It's a relative of the owner of the publishing house, and has some connections in the film and television industry, so I can't offend you.

"

Xia Yu continued to write: "You are such a well-known writer that you can't offend even a related family? 』

"If you really climb up by yourself, you will cherish your feathers and won't make trouble. Those who rely on connections are the most troublesome." Wen Ziying explained, "Besides, there are too many writers with titles like beautiful girl writers. Now, without a big prize to protect me, my value is actually the same."

Xia Yu nodded. Now that the publishing industry is in a downturn, coupled with the severe winter of copyright, it is no longer the era of literati.

"No one can keep being popular. There are only so many things in my mind. One day I will finish writing them all. It is useless not to finish writing. When you are old and the times have changed, the things you write about the old times will not be good. Someone will read it. It’s better that I’m a writer in the publishing industry, but I’ve heard that those writers on the Internet are even worse. If you don’t reach the top, you will end up as an ant.”

Wen Ziying babbled, her tone a little low. What Xia Yu felt from the girl was also a kind of sadness.

From Wen Ziying's words, Xia Yu felt that the girl was worried about her precarity and lacked a sense of security.

He felt that there would be no problem with Wen Ziying. After all, the girl has the talent of screenwriting and inspiration, and she can become a world-renowned writer.

He listened silently.

About ten minutes later, a fat man came to Wen Ziyu with a group of younger brothers following him.

Next to him, a woman in a suit, who was also Wen Ziying's person in charge, came forward to chat with the man.

Xia Yu paused the chat with Wen Ziying and listened to their conversation.

The two of them were polite first and chatted about the TV series. Then the man talked about Wen Ziying's other book, saying that he read that book and felt that it had the potential to be adapted into a TV series. If it was suitable, maybe You can also try making a low-budget movie.

When the woman in the suit was pleasantly surprised, the man stopped the topic and turned to talking about asking Wen Ziying to sing with them after the party.

The woman in the suit felt a little embarrassed. She stood there thinking for two seconds, and her face became firm.

Back to Wen Ziyu's side, the woman said: "After the dinner, let's go to sing together, and you and Director Liu have a chat about your next book adaptation."

Xia Yu turned the cup in his hand playfully. At the beginning, he thought the woman in the suit was a good person, but after an adaptation, she made her join the enemy?

"Okay." He agreed, and gave Director Liu a bright smile.

The flesh on Director Liu's happy face trembled.

After Director Liu left, the woman in the suit hesitated for a moment, but did not explain anything to Xia Yu.

Xia Yu guessed that the other party wanted to remind Wen Ziying what would happen after singing, so that she could be prepared, but she was afraid that she would scare Wen Ziying away, so she decided not to say anything, and just come directly when the time comes.

After taking a sip of the juice, Xia Yu thought about where he got his talent as a director, so he also came in to play.

This industry seems to be a bit exciting.

He just thought about it, playing those riddled with holes, he might as well go back and play role-playing with An Siyao.

However, An Siyao could only play the role of admiring the director's half-push, and could not play the role of being forced by the director.

Maybe they should go to Xu Youxiang?

Then it became a plot where the director forced, the actors were unable to resist, and yelled.

Doing idle reverie in his mind, Xia Yu waited for Wen Ziying to speak, but Wen Ziying did not make a sound for a long time.

Glancing at the woman in a suit walking away, Xia Yu whispered to Wen Ziying directly: "Are you really ready to sacrifice yourself?"

"It's you who wants to dedicate yourself to pain." Wen Ziying replied.

She knew that this unknown creature in her body would not let her suffer.

Xia Yu was a little satisfied with the girl's trust. He said to Wen Ziying, "Don't worry, I guarantee that he will lose interest when he sees you."

"What do you want to do?" Wen Ziying was a little curious.

"You'll know it just by looking at it." Xia Yu picked up the juice and took another sip.

When the waiter passed by, he asked for a shawl to cover his cold back.

"By the way, are you the screenwriter of this TV series?" Xia Yu asked again.

Wen Ziying's talent is actually not writing, but screenwriting, and writing is just a side application of screenwriting talent.

"No, I didn't use it at first, but Sister Wang asked me to come." Wen Ziying replied. Sister Wang is the name of the woman in the suit. She is in charge of all Wen Ziying's affairs.

Xia Yu nodded. It turned out that Sister Wang had planned it long ago, but she probably didn't expect that Director Liu would be so direct.

In this way, drinking juice and eating pastries, Xia Yu watched the time slowly pass, and the dinner came to an end.

Director Liu came to look for Wen Ziyu. Behind him, there were a man and a woman. Including that sister Wang, there were five people in total, two men and three women.

The other woman, Xia Yu, looked familiar. After thinking about it for a while, she remembered that this was a recent actress from Xiaohuo. Wen Ziying pointed out the identity of the other man, who was Director Liu's assistant director.

If a man leads a group of women, he will be heckled, but two men will not, especially if there are all relevant personnel present.

When taking the elevator, Director Liu, who was a little drunk, wanted to hold Xia Yu's waist, but Sister Wang hurriedly stopped him.

"Director Liu, there are still people on the first floor." Sister Wang said.

What she was worried about was not Wen Ziying's body, but Wen Ziying's reputation. After all, Wen Ziying still had the reputation of being a pure and beautiful girl writer.

Director Liu resisted the urge to hold back his palm, but he didn't resist the urge to look at Wen Ziying.

He has communicated with idols and actors, but this is the first time for a beautiful girl writer, so I don't know what kind of special it has.

His mouth became a little parched.

Downstairs, he loosened his belt.

Xia Yu, who was planning to leave the hotel to talk about it, couldn't stick to his original plan, so he turned around and threatened Director Liu.

He deliberately withdrew some strength so that Director Liu would not lose his composure too much.

Looking at Wen Ziying, Director Liu didn't know why, but the scene of the concrete mixer mixing cement came to mind.

He swallowed, and tightened the loose belt back.

On the way out of the hotel and on the way to the parking lot, Director Liu continued to look at Wen Ziying incredulously, but every time a concrete mixer suddenly appeared in his mind, he loosened and tightened his belt.

Xia Yu didn't expect Director Liu to be so persistent, so he stepped up his efforts.

In Director Liu's mind, what appeared this time was not the mouth of the concrete mixer, but the interior.

After tightening the belt again, Director Liu became a little scared.

"Hahahaha, when I'm free, I also like to play with belts." The counselor tried to respond to Director Liu, but Director Liu was not in the mood to talk to him at all.

Director Liu shirked and went to the bathroom first, went to a remote place to check, and found that there was nothing wrong, but when he looked at Wen Ziying, for some reason, there was always a concrete mixer.

After he went back, he changed to the little hot actress to observe, but there was still no problem.

In other words, the problem was Wen Ziying's body.

Director Liu, who felt a bit evil, became even more frightened.

A rumor in the industry flashed through his mind. It is said that the popular singer Ning Qiu'er had a little ghost behind his back. All the men were killed too.

The concrete mixer that suddenly appeared in his mind was obviously abnormal. Thinking about it this way, Wen Ziying was indeed smooth sailing, just like Ning Qiuer back then.

Director Liu's body trembled when he thought of those industry insiders who went bankrupt, jumped off buildings, were arrested, and were killed around Ning Qiu'er.

"Director Liu, what's the matter with you?" Xia Yu came to Director Liu's side and stretched out his hand, ready to be cruel.

It's already in the garage, and there's no one around, so don't worry about being caught in something.

But he didn't expect that before he could use all his strength to intimidate, Director Liu hurriedly backed away with a terrified expression, and even fell down.

"Don't come here!" Director Liu said in horror.

Actress Xiaohuo, Sister Wang, and the assistant director were all dumbfounded.

"As for the film and television copyright, I bought it. I'm the judge. You guys go back first. I remembered that I have to go to dinner with my wife tonight, so I won't sing." Director Liu decided to spend money to eliminate the disaster.

In fact, it's not his wealth, but the company's wealth. It doesn't matter whoever buys the film and television copyright, he just lacks an opportunity to reap benefits.

In order to prevent accidents, Xia Yu threatened Director Liu again, and then followed Sister Wang into her car.

It's a pity that Sister Wang didn't get along with Director Liu even though she got some benefits.

At Wen Ziying's house, Xia Yu chatted with the girl.

"How did you do it?" Wen Ziying asked curiously.

"Alien technology," Xia Yu replied.

"What you said last time was that you were a stand-in messenger." Wen Ziying reminded Xia Yu not to change the persona randomly.

"In short, that's it." After being vague, Xia Yu asked again: "That sister Wang is deliberately trying to sell you, and you plan to continue to stay in this company?"

"It's all the same, that sister Wang is okay, she's not a strong one." Wen Ziying replied, "If I don't agree, no one can hold me up. At most, I get less resources."

Wen Ziying didn't want to continue this topic, so she said to Xia Yu, "Can you come over on the seventh? In the afternoon."

"What's the matter?" Xia Yu asked.

"You'll know when the time comes." Wen Ziying pretended.

After agreeing, Xia Yu changed into his pajamas, played games on Wen Ziying's computer for a while, and then returned to his body.

After sleeping for a while, in the morning, he landed on An Siyao's body and came to Hu Lianglu's house.

As soon as he opened the door, Xia Yu was attacked by Hu Lianglu.

Hu Lianglu grabbed his wrist from behind and wanted to press him to the ground, but she didn't have the slightest skill in pressing her hair. She only relied on surprise and brute force. Xia Yu pulled her hand and pressed Hu Lianglu to the ground instead.

After the crisis was resolved, he began to think:

what's the situation?